We had very little interaction with each other in the next few days
I think my mom may need some space for her, and I have become more cautious every time I approach her after learning the last time.
I decided to wait until my mother sent me a signal, no matter how difficult this kind of waiting is for me
We spent a weekend in a dull way
However, I and several other short-term workers in the summer were given a few days off. Because there were heavy equipment in the place where I worked, I didn't go to work because I didn't have to go to work because I had heavy equipment to be transferred to a new location.
So my mother assigned me to clean my father's workroom in the backyard
I think she just wants me to stay away from her and doesn't want me to touch her hair
I know my dad never likes others to enter his backyard workroom, which is his reservation, so I don't plan to clean it thoroughly.
I swept the floor first and gathered up some obviously useless things
He seems to be making something, but that's all
Just as I was sorting it out, I found a wooden box, which was obviously made by my father.
It is placed on the top of an old cup holder, located on the innermost wall of the workroom
I moved the ladder, carefully removed it from the shelf, and placed it on the large operating table in the center of the workroom
I studied it for a few minutes before I figured out how to open this box. If my father hadn't made similar educational toys for me when I was a child, I might have given up on the idea of opening it and put it back intact
I gently pushed and pulled the box, moving the small wooden strips on it, and I opened the box in a short while
It's obvious that this is a machine box, and what surprised me was not the box itself, but the thing hidden inside.
Three bundles of photos were carefully protected with paper and tied up with rubber bands.
Arrange neatly from left to right according to the order of dates marked on the paper
These photos are free of dust and are safely placed in felt-lined pine boxes
I took off the rubber band from the first bundle of photos and carefully unfolded the protective paper outside.
Then start to view these photos one by one, and carefully turn the photos you have seen on the table in the original order.
I know that even if there is a picture in a mess, my dad will definitely find it
These photos are all about grandma. When she was taken, she was about the same age as her mother.
Grandma and mother looked very similar at that time. Considering that they had no blood relationship at all, this similarity was indeed amazing
Oh, you won't mistake them for relatives, but from the photos, their hair color is not much different, I never knew this before, because since I can remember, grandma's hair has been grayish white
Maybe I couldn't find it a few months ago, but now I can easily detect how similar their physical characteristics are. If you cover your head on the photo and just change the bodies of the two people, you can't even find any difference.
These two women, their current mother and grandma in the photo, have perfect figures
The plump but not too big breasts miraculously support the slender waist of the plump upper body, the round and plump buttocks, and the legs that look very slender
In fact, these two ladies are not tall, they are only about five feet and four inches (about 1 meter 63), but their body proportions are very good, so they look very long legs.
I guess they were very slim when they were young, but after they were in their 20s, they grew into sexy figures after giving birth.
After looking at five or six photos, I found another similarity between my mother and grandma
I saw another person being taken in the photo, it was my grandfather
He is about 8 to 10 years older than his grandmother, just like the age difference between his father and mother
I continued to browse, carefully checked each photo, and then carefully turned over and clicked on the pile of photos I had seen.
The photos are almost the same, but grandma and the invisible photographer are getting happier
I think the photographer might be grandpa, because the camera did not have the time-lapse photo function at that time.
In more and more photos, grandmother is facing away from the camera, focusing on her female characteristics, and these parts of the body are usually allowed to be photographed only if the husband knows it.
There is a full body shot of grandma wearing a stylish navy dress, and she is wearing the same dress, but the whole picture is a picture of her hips and legs
One of them highlights her sitting on a high stool, facing her from the side, and only one hand holds the hem of the skirt a few inches above her knee
In the next few pictures, the hand gradually moved upward until the hem of the skirt was pulled to her butt and could no longer be high.
Her legs are beautiful, and the calf muscles in the foreground are tightened because they are placed on the beam at the bottom of the wooden bench
In the photo below, her bare thighs bulged slightly outward due to the pressure of her weight, revealing the edges of her white stockings and two garters that disappeared upwards in her skirt.
I still remember the first time I saw this kind of garter between my mother's legs. The penis in my crotch had become hard. I pressed against the heavy wooden operating table and pressed my erect cock against the side of the table. This pressure made me feel very comfortable.
The next dozen photos were all similar, but they changed into different dresses.
Grandma's face never appears in the photo
The theme of the photo changed again, grandma was wearing different tops, long-sleeved shirts, suspenders, sleeveless tops, etc.
Then grandma's face disappeared in the photo, the photo became bolder, focusing on her chest, the exposed area between the main collar, as the photo sequence progressed, the exposed part became larger and larger
However, in the last photo of the series, grandma changed into a fitness vest. The size of this hurdle vest is too big for her.
But for the audience, she was very lucky. Her breasts bulged out from both sides of the vest, and her erect nipples pushed out two small bags from under the thin fabric. This vest could not block her feminine charm at all.
Fitness vest? Can grandma wear a fitness vest that only boys wear? This is incredible
The last dozen photos of the first bundle of photos returned to the theme of the legs, but this time it was not taken from the front view, but turned to the side
Grandma sat on a wooden high stool again, her feet hooked against the beam under the stool, and her legs gradually exposed.
Because the hem of the skirt was pulled higher and higher by a woman's slender hand, it was obviously her grandmother who pulled it up by herself
These photo series include a variety of dresses and skirts, but in the end they are close-ups of underwear
The last one, the photographer was so close that I could even see the female pubic hair vaguely visible under the light blue lace panties
Although I knew that it was my grandma in the photo, I still ejaculated with my dick against the heavy wooden operating platform in front of me.
This is too fucking sexy
Before seeing these photos, I could not imagine or believe that my grandma was such a hot woman, and she had others take so many such pornographic photos.
The photo shooter must be a man, but who would it be?
Grandma is seducing someone and letting him take pictures of her breasts and underwear
Is this what she did for her husband?
There is this possibility
But why did my grandfather have a fitness vest and even lent her to take one?
I'm quite suspicious
Grandma must be teasing a young man
An absurd thought slowly took shape in my mind, but my subconscious mind eliminated it before I came to the conclusion, but this thought was lingering and gradually became clear and could not be eliminated.
Why does my father treasure the photos of his mother seducing men other than her husband?
There is only one possible conclusion, the man who took the photo was her son, my father
When I thought of this, my heart felt dizzy and I couldn't help but feel scared and shrank back.
Although I had teased my mother like this, I was just a hot-headed nonsense at that time
When this idea pops up in my mind, for some reason I don't reject it, because these photos may arouse my mother's sexual interest
My body has different views on these photos. I ejaculated in my pants. I immediately realized that I was still pressing against the corner of the table, and my dick was already hurting.
At this time, my mother greeted me at the back door of the kitchen, and lunch was ready.
I hurriedly turned over the photo I had buckled on the table and tied it with elastic bands
I know my father has seen these photos recently, at least in the last two years, because the elastic band is very elastic and there is no sign of aging.
I put the photo back into the box and carefully put it back on the top of the cupboard, and pressed on the rectangular mark marked by the dust according to the original position.
I didn't have the chance to come back to see the remaining photos that day
After lunch, my mother asked me to trim the lawn in the yard and deliver the garbage to the garbage yard
By the time I finished doing this, my dad had already arrived home and the workroom in the backyard was also banned from entering.
There was no piano practice that night
Until the next day, I found the opportunity to run into the workshop as fast as possible, remove the box, and take out the things inside.
At the same time, my eyes are fixed on the back door of the house in case my mother suddenly appears
Although as far as I know, she never stepped into her father's workroom in the backyard
I pulled down the elastic straps from the second bundle of photos
Photo taken in a summer in the backyard of grandparents' house
I remember this yard very clearly. When I was very young, I could only run around there.
The photo was taken in that backyard, but it was near the right side of the house, and could not be seen from any windows of grandfather's house or the windows of the surrounding neighbors' houses.
This corner was separated from the yard by a row of flower stands. In summer, the flower stands were filled with vines with pink flowers.
This is a private and shady paradise
In these photos, grandmother is wearing colorful summer clothes, and several of them also have grandfather's figure in them in them.
But the content of the photo was quickly replaced by a white tennis skirt, white tight shorts, and finally a grinded denim shorts.
These shorts photos show some things that are not in the skirt photos, and grandma has a very plump butt
My cock was pressed against the table again
As the shooting progressed, the camera turned from grandma's face to the bottom, taking pictures of grandma's increasingly sexy and exposed legs
Each set of clothes starts with grandma smiling and posing in various positions, then the camera turns and starts to pat her legs at various angles.
Then grandma lay on the grass in a similar position, even lifting her legs high, sometimes together, sometimes bent, sometimes straightened, sometimes separated
Each set of clothes ends up with similar postures
Grandma lay on the grass with her legs together. The following photos show her legs gradually spread apart
My favorite position is that my grandma's legs under her short skirt are split wide to both sides. The narrow straps of her underwear are clearly visible between her legs, especially the last one. The distance between the shots is so close that I can almost count the few pubic hairs on the edges of her underwear.
I put the last photo aside, reached out and pulled my dick out of my pants, and started to masturbate.
I stared at the photo, breathing rapidly, and my whole body seemed to have lost control. I want to imprint this photo deeply in my mind
Grandma is wearing a white tennis skirt with her legs crossed together. Why is this picture so sexy and seductive?
Because my grandmother's butt was raised high from the grass, her short skirt turned backwards to her waist, and only a small part of her huge and plump buttocks were covered by thin panties, and a narrow strap was tightly wrapped around her vagina.
My eyes were drawn from her slender waist, then down to her round thighs, and then up to her panties embedded in the slit of her buttocks
But it was not these that made me pull out my cock and masturbate until orgasm, but the darker part of the triangle formed by her thighs and buttocks. It was darker than the white area of the other parts of her underwear. The color became darker because it was already wet.
I cumed all over the floor and I found out that my mother was calling me. How long has it been? I don’t know if lunch is ready.
I arrived immediately. I shouted, quickly stuffed my cock back into my shorts, and then found some broken towels to clean up the endgame.
My mother wore a beautiful set of clothes today, a close-fitting small suspender, and tight shorts underneath. This set of clothes perfectly highlighted her still young and sexy figure.
I compared her with my grandma in my mind
I want to fuck any of them, I think every man I know will have this idea
Mom brought a plate of sandwich in front of me, and then poured me a large glass of milk. I couldn't help but get harder when I saw her.
I want to know if my mom knows the photos of my dad hiding secretly
Before I muster up the courage to ask this question, I chewed half a sandwich
She looked very happy and was in a very good mood. Maybe it would be a wonderful night tonight again
Mom, do we still have old photos of our grandparents?
Old photo? Mom squinted
For Ah, those I haven't seen before
You have seen it many times, including those photos they took after their death. You should remember to see them all.
This is a statement, not a question, but my mother's words puzzle me, not her grammar
Well, I nodded and admitted, but it seems that there are not many photos of grandma. I just want to know if you and dad still have it in your hands.
My mother's voice became more sensitive. How could we hide your grandma's photo?
I'm not saying that you hide it or think that there are few photos of grandma, it's strange
Mom looks obviously uncomfortable, OK, your dad doesn't want to see those photos, that's it. Mom said firmly, as if the truth is this
Why? I'm determined to dig into the bottom line
I don't know, my mother's voice is a bit harsh
Oh, I responded casually, as if I accidentally raised the topic of taboos, so I'll ask my dad
You are not allowed to ask. Mom has completely exploded, you dare! She stood up shouting loudly.
I immediately leaned on the back of the chair and was very surprised by my mother's strong reaction
This level of discomfort shows that, as I expected, she also knew the photos.
But this reaction is too strong, right?
You are not allowed to participate in these things! Mom sternly said, stomping her feet and walking past me and out of the kitchen
Come on, I think there is no piano practice tonight. Later facts prove that there is indeed no
The next day, I ran to my father's workshop again, but I didn't look through the remaining photos.
I started to make a flower stand with my dad's tools, and planned to place it between our house and the neighbor's fence grille, and separate the backyard from the back street.
The flower stand and the workroom in the distance form two high barriers, so that the windows of the houses on both sides cannot see the place.
I want to create a secret holy place like the backyard of my grandma's house in the photo
Why did I do this?
Because after I saw the second bundle of photos before, I asked my mother if she had saved the photos of her grandma, but she unexpectedly stomped her feet out of the kitchen
I analyzed from her amazing reaction that she might know the existence of these photos
She just doesn't want to remind herself all the time, is she just a substitute for the woman who has long passed away?
Mom must know the existence of these photos, which can explain the reason for such a fierce reaction
But knowing that her husband chose a wife who was almost exactly similar to her mother, and letting her know the reason, no matter how unintentional it was, the resentment accumulated through countless slight neglects over the past twenty years can also explain the reason for her being angry.
I need to know the real reason why my mother is angry
If mom had known these photos before, then her indulgence towards me was likely part of her revenge plan
She suddenly crossed the boundary of the taboo, probably not from the heart as I thought
From another aspect, if she doesn't know those photos, then I need to continue to guide my mother and let the taboo seeds take root and sprout.
I won't have only one lucky one, should it be like this?
I worked hard all morning
Despite the sound of chainsaws and hammers coming from the backyard, my mother never came out to take a look
Although I caught a glimpse of her through the kitchen window, watching me move a bunch of things from the workshop to the side of the house
During lunch, my mother almost returned to her previous state, but she was still not very interested.
She was wearing a light and flowing printed shirt, which was slapped under her chest and exposed her flat and smooth abdomen.
I was wearing a pair of tan shorts on the lower body, which was very thin, and it seemed like the fabric of a quick-drying outdoor suit.
The shorts are tightly tightly on her hips, which has a lifting and lifting effect, and looks very flattering
Mom's slightly tanned legs changed to a pair of cheap summer flip-flops
Unless she is deaf, blind or mute, she will ignore me and silently praise her.
When she used her hands to clean the leftover dishes of lunch, instead of putting them directly into the dishwasher, perhaps to avoid sitting at the dining table and talking to me face to face
What are you trying to do in the backyard? Mom asked casually, as if she wasn't interested in it
It's "building" I corrected her words
OK, what are you creating? Mom asked again, her tone seemed to indicate that she was just a routine question
A flower stand
Flower stand? What to do?
In this way, you can plant some ivy, which will bloom beautiful flowers in summer and block the view of the back street, so that the backyard will be more private. If you want to study outdoors when the weather is good, you can use it
oh!
From her voice, I could hear that my mother was very happy
She turned to me, and a bright smile appeared on her face
This is a great idea. If there is such a place, it would be great! Where did you come up with this idea? You know that your dad would be furious if he found out that you were stealing the tools in his workshop.
I just remember that there is such a place in the backyard of my grandparents' house. When I was a child, I often hid there when I didn't want you to find it. I explained
When I mentioned my grandparents, my mother's smile slowly disappeared from her face, and she turned to face the pool
Do you still remember, do you?
Oh, I found some old photos in my dad's workshop. This is why yesterday I asked you about grandma's photos
OK, I did it, put everything on the table
I carefully observed my mother, wanting to see what her reaction would be like
I held my hands in front of my chest and waited for her to repeat the same behavior yesterday
However, the storm did not hit again. My mother just kept washing the glass in her hand and wiping it inside and outside with the dishwasher cloth.
This glass is clean as if it was just bought, but my mother still didn't stop
Finally, my mother spoke
Well... Yesterday was mine
yesterday?
You understand, I got angry at you yesterday
It's okay, mom
I know your dad has another bunch of strange photos of his mom. Mom explained that he said her legs were beautiful and was proud of it. So when one day she complained that she was old, he offered to take pictures of these beautiful legs so that she could remember what they were like when she was in the nursing home. He told me that it was just to make her happy, but she accepted his advice, and then your dad took countless photos of this for her, put on all the clothes she liked. After your grandma passed away, he was reluctant to throw away the photos because it was the memory of the past. I don’t know why I was upset, but these photos did upset me. When you mentioned it yesterday, it seemed that everything was reappearing in front of my eyes in an instant.
I didn't say anything. My mother realized that the glass in her hand had been washed for a long time, so she put it in the pool next to her
I think I'm a little too much, right? Are the photos you found are all taking pictures of grandma's legs? Mom turned around and looked at me
It's Ah, I nodded and said before she turned around, I added another sentence, I think your legs are more beautiful
Mom continues to wash her plate
Thank you for being so considerate, I know you feel you have an obligation to say that
It's not the fact or the fact. Remember, I've seen those photos, so I know it in my heart
OK, OK, Mom answered casually
I'll take a few photos for you, I can prove it
Just take the photo and show it to me.
Then the photos must be compared with the photos to do so
You Ah, just want to do more "extracurricular activities" besides piano practice. I don't know you yet, young man!
Strangely, when I said "no", I noticed that my mother did not correct my words.
Ignore the wrong words in my words, I think it may be an early sign that she has entered the brink of fall.
OK, I don't give up, I just think you might be interested
Mom lowered her head and kept washing the plate, but her mind was not on the plate at all
If I asked you to give the photo, would you show me the photo? I haven't seen it in a long time
Of course, I immediately agreed whether this inspired her competitive spirit? Or did she need to prove that she has more beautiful legs than her mother-in-law?
OK, take the camera over
You have to go upstairs first
Why? You can see my legs here. My mother waved her hands on the side of her legs, and the foam on her hands dripped onto the floor a few drops
But grandma changed many different clothes. If she didn't do the same way, the competition would be unfair.
OK, my mother's voice is a little quick, I'll go change my clothes and wait for me for a few minutes
I waited for ten minutes before walking upstairs and knocked on the door of her room
I'm changing my clothes faster than you think, you know, I have something else to do this afternoon
There was a gentle reproach in my mother's tone
What is that for? She pointed to the barrest stool I brought from the kitchen
I didn't answer immediately because I was startled by the dress I chose by my mother
It was a navy blue dress, very much like the one I saw in the photo for the first time I saw my grandma wearing
When she chose clothes, did she subconsciously make a decision for her?
Well, grandma is sitting on the barrest, I explained
Yes, I remembered it. When I just put the stool on the ground in the middle of the house, my mother sat up.
Take a photo, she said
I raised my hand and took a photo, and said, Mom! The grandma who you have seen those photos is very shy and sexy.
It's Ah, mom interrupts me in front of her son
That's it, I replied, not sure what I wanted to express, but this inspired my mother
Immediately, her whole temperament changed, from a slightly angry and nervous woman to a passionate and seductive woman
She raised one foot and put it on the beam at the bottom of the high stool, imitating grandma's posture in the photo, and posed her legs in a T-shaped shape
Did she do it according to memory?
I took a few more photos
Without waiting for my urging, my mother's left hand drooped to her thigh, pulled her skirt a little higher, and then stopped there and asked me to take a few pictures.
The skirt continues to pull upwards, getting higher and higher
Is this what you want? Mom muttered softly, and her slightly hoarse voice made my lower body react instantly
Yes, that's it, I replied, sounds short of breath
That's fine, Mom said, pulling the skirt very high, stopping and patting a few more, then pointing down to touch the outside of her smooth thighs until under her knees
Then he touched upwards and pulled the skirt to his butt
I suddenly realized that those photos only told me part of the story
When my father looked at the photos, he would definitely recall everything that happened and what he once said
What exactly happened between each photo?
How did he convince his grandma to pull his skirt up a little and spread his legs apart to show him his underwear for the first time?
Was she really reluctant at first?
Was she flirting with him, slamming her legs and jade feet to tease him?
Did she bend her toes when her shoes finally slipped to the ground?
In addition to the first few photos, Grandma is barefoot in most photos, with bright red or light pink nail polish on her toenails
Do you think I should show you the underwear, just like she did?
She did see those photos at least those wearing clothes
Stop sneaking, come to the front
Mom raised one hand and waved me, and the other hand pulled the hem of the skirt to her hips, one leg exposed outside, and the other one was covered under the hem of the skirt
Come on, she encouraged me, lifted my left foot from the beam and shook it off, shook my shoes, then straightened my legs, tightened my calf muscles, stretched my toes forward, and pointed to the place in front of me with black nail polish, where she wanted me to go
I walked over
Mom put her feet back on the bottom beam of the stool, her legs were closed together, and she twisted her knees to pose in various positions.
Then he pulled the skirt with his hands and raised the position near his butt that was flush with his underwear, revealing all his beautiful legs.
This position is more sexy than before
Do you want me to show you the underwear? Mom asked softly
I nodded, my cock became harder by her words
Not only because of the way she speaks, but also because I think that my father once had the same feelings as me, and his mother also said the same words to him.
Mom's knees slightly separated, and then stopped "Click~"
But you have seen my underwear before~ I've shown it to you, my mother's knees suddenly closed
She really knows how to tease me, but I like it
But that was when practicing piano...
That's a reward for you, but it's different now, right?
Mom's knees opened again, this time it was a little more open
This time it was for those old photos of haunting. Mom said swearing 『Click~』
Do you like to see me like this? Mom lifted her left leg again, and her raised toes almost touched the camera, huh?
Crack, Crack, Crack~
I guess you definitely like it, right?
Mom doesn't expect my answer
Of course I like to see, but I like to touch it more
She put her feet back and placed them on the top beam of the high stool, her knees higher than her thighs, and her legs were wide open to both sides at the same time.
Her panties were exposed between her legs
Oh, but this one is different from the one I wore when I first saw her spread her legs on the piano stool. It was a bright red, completely transparent mesh panties that could hardly cover the chubby two pubic lip below.
Crack, Crack
When I squatted down and wanted to find a better shooting angle, the camera in my hand fell to the ground. I lowered my head and watched the camera bounce back on the carpet, as if it was the slow motion of the movie.
I turned my head and stared at my mother's pussy covered by red gauze. I could feel a smile on my mother's face without looking up. This is the sexy underwear she specially changed for me.
I climbed on the ground twice, approached between her legs, rubbed her cheeks against the inside of her thighs, and then my mouth was pressed against the beautiful red that had been a little wet, and my nose greedily smelled its fragrant breath
Oh! Yes! Mom shouted out, her hands touched my head, and suddenly shouted again, wait! Her hands were swinging heavily
I grabbed her legs and stopped her from falling from behind the stool
Go to bed and carry me to bed! She ordered, her eyes showing a wild look that she had never seen before
I picked up my petite mother from the barrest stool easily, walked to the bed and threw her onto the mattress, and immediately pierced her head between her legs
When her hands were still falling on the bed, she pulled my hair and pressed me to the predetermined position
gnaw, gnaw, gnaw
I like this feeling of transcending taboos
I raised my head and pulled my panties to my mother's knees, and her head was stuffed in between the gaps between her legs tightened by the belt of her panties. My mother eagerly pulled my hair and pressed me to the top of her pussy.
Oh!! Hiss~~ Yes! Yes! Kiss it... Just like that, lick me, oh yes, lick me!!
Mom kept moaning, encouraging, urging me
She pulled my head back and forth in her wet pussy, downward, so that I could push my tongue deeper; outward, let me lick her hole; in circles, let me suck back and forth on my labia; upward, so that I could tease her clitoris, fiddle with my tongue from fast to slow, and then hold it in my mouth to suck it suck.
I thought my mother's orgasm came later than the first time she was on the kitchen floor, and the hair on my head would probably be plucked out.
When her orgasm ended, I raised my head, squatted on the ground, and stood up with my hands on her separate knees.
She didn't pull her skirt down to cover her muddy and slippery pussy, and the bunch of pubic hair that was wet with love juice and saliva.
She was lying on the bed, looking at me calmly, even though her chest was still undulating violently
I guess you want to do what you did that night, right?
I didn't say anything, looked down at the edge of the bed, thinking that I might want to carry her inside, or I would kneel on the bed and put my dick close to her head
You want to put your thing in my mouth, don't you?
I nodded
Take it out and let me see if it is clean
I inserted my hand into my shorts, and turned my wrist and took out my hard cock from it. The whole movement was done in one go
Ha, I've done it many times, right? I'm so skillful, my mother teased, admitting that I'm very talented in this area
I smiled mockingly and leaned against her
I haven't said it's OK, my mother reached out to stop me
I stopped, confused, then lowered my eyes and looked at my mother's wet pussy just one foot away from my eager cock.
You will never think about it in this life~ Mom smiled, closed her legs and sat up
She checked my cock, then reached out with one hand, grabbed the rod with her sensitive and soft fingers, pulled it forward, licked it quickly with the tip of her tongue, and then did it again,
Then rub your fingers slowly on the glans
Mom looked up and smiled at me
I don't remember there is a flower stand in the photo. She said
It seems that she hasn't seen all the photos. The flower stand only appears in the second and third bundles of photos, so my mother doesn't know all the truth.
I want to see all the photos, my mother muttered, lowered her head and started licking my dick again
AhAhAh~Mom, it feels great!
Will you show me the remaining photos? Mom looks up at me
When I hesitated, she lowered her head and wrapped it back and forth with her tongue on my tight rod. When I moaned comfortably, she quickly raised her head and waited for my answer
I nodded, yeah, I can guarantee
I wanted to hug my mother's head, just like she hugged me just now, but she patted my hand away, my cock lost her control, and shook it in front of her face a few times
Please, mom, I beg, swaying my big dick back and forth in front of my mother
Mom held my cock again with her tender fingers, quickly lowered her head, her lips held the glans in her mouth, her tongue pressed against it against the upper palate, and her tongue tip quickly rolled around the body of the stick
Finally, my mother pulled the cock out of her mouth and made a popping sound
She looked up at me panting
All photos, promise me
OK, OK, OK
This time she asked me to hold her head, but I couldn't pull her in the direction of me, because for some reason she was very strong, but I suddenly felt very weak
Say it out, mom ordered
All the photos, I'm gasping, I'll show you every photo
After saying that, my mother lowered her head and used her gentle sucking of her warm little mouth as a reward
I bet my mother has no experience with oral sex, but her feeling of eating dick is enough to make me indulge in
Her head was swinging fast and slow, her fingers were stroking her body, and she was sucking her little mouth wrapped around her cock and sucking her briskly rhythm.
She stroked her penis with one hand and scratched my eggs with the other hand. Sometimes she pinched it gently, sometimes she gently lifted it and pulled it down hard and then pulled it down with force.
Sometimes she would raise her head and smile at me, but she would focus on her movements on her cock most of the time
Sometimes I would tilt my head and pat my butt with my hand, let me push the stick to her cheek. She might know that I like to see my glans pushing the bulge on her cheek, which feels very irritating.
Maybe it was the fifth time when she grabbed my testicles hard, she pulled her head back for a long distance, slowly swallowing the root of the flesh, knowing that her lips were wrapped around the root of the penis and touching my pubic hair.
Then slowly retreated, making a loud sucking sound while retreating until the glans was almost spit out of the mouth.
When her little mouth moved up and down the penis, her tongue kept bounced against the lower edge of the stick. This feeling was so good that it was so good.
Are you ready? Mom asked
Yes, hurry up, please, I gasp and answer, let me hold your head, I thought, let me fuck your little mouth
But she didn't do what I wanted. She quickly turned her back to me, then moved her butt forward, reached behind her and pulled the zipper of her skirt, shook her shoulders and took off her skirt to her waist
Of course, she didn't wear a bra
Then my mother pulled a pillow and placed it behind her, then lay back, pillowed on the pillow, raised her chin, stretched her neck forward, raised her chest, gently kneaded her two plump breasts with her hands, and her erect nipples stood up between her fingers.
Mom's mouth wide open, waiting for my movements
It's so fucking unbelievable! When she crossed the taboo bond, she didn't use it, she jumped past!
I held my cock and leaned over. Although she didn't give me any guidance, I knew what to do
She just waited quietly, completely believing in her son, knowing that I wouldn't be rude without having to remind me, nor would I be rude
I pressed my cock down, found a suitable angle, and controlled myself not to rush into it
The lower edge of the glans rubbed against the tip of her mother's nose, pressed against her upper lip, and then inserted forward into her mouth
Mom adjusted a little to prevent teeth from scratching it, and then teased the upper end of my eager cock with her tongue
I slowly, slowly thrust into it
Oh, my god, this feels so good Ah!
I pushed my cock deeper until she could no longer accommodate it. My mother made a slight vomiting sound in her throat, swallowing a lot of saliva generated by the stimulation of her deep throat. She grabbed my hands on my thigh and pinched them hard, reminding me not to poke it in. I slowly pulled it back, thinking in my heart where I would stop next time, my mother would not feel uncomfortable
I stopped, and my mother's tongue kept rotating around the glans and fiddling.
I still wanted to continue pulling out, but my mother's hand pulled my thigh hard and sent me inward. It was another deep throat. My mother couldn't help but retching, but she didn't stop because of this, and continued to push me inside with both hands until the glans reached the deepest part of her throat. Her head turned slightly back and forth, and finally she let go of her hand
After swallowing my saliva quickly, she pulled me back, this time faster and harder
When the cock was pushed to the end, the grunt sounded again in her throat. Her head kept turning around my cock, then let it go, swallowing saliva loudly
When my cock entered the wet and tight passage again and returned to the deep throat position, my mother's throat was still a little cramped, and then she continued to twist her head slightly and massage my cock, but there was no sound of swallowing.
Pull it out and then quickly insert it into place again. Now the throat is completely lubricated by saliva. My mother repeated the previous movement, but her hands did not hold it on my thighs, but reached between my legs and scratched the testicles with her fingers.
It's incredible, it feels unimaginable
Front and back, front and back, now my mother has truly adapted to the extreme insertion depth, no longer retching or discomfort, she just held my egg and pulled forward, holding it so tightly, I felt that both of these meat balls were about to be pulled off
Oh, my god, her hand finally pushed me away, then gasped, the sound was rapid, and the purr of saliva in her mouth
After gasping for a moment, my hand grabbed my testicles and quickly sent me into the wet and tight hole like my vagina.
This time I pressed my knees against the edge of the bed, then grabbed her breasts, kneaded them tightly, rubbed the nipples in my palms, and then held my breasts and pushed my body deeper between her throat
Her head almost drooped outside the edge of the bed
I was worried that my mother would fall, so I quickly loosened the breasts I grabbed in my hand, but I immediately found that my mother had already stepped on her feet tightly into the mattress and fixed them.
She swallowed my cock deeper, and I grabbed my breasts hard and kept thrusting quickly in her mouth.
While thrusting, I looked down at my mother, vaguely realizing that what made her throat swell like this was not the scene in the "Exorcist", but myself, not a demon
Or am I just a demon?
This strange thought stimulated me, and the thrusting accelerated and stayed in her deep throat for longer
The slippery sucking sound filled the room
Suddenly I yelled out, and the semen rushed out and all shot into the depths of her throat.
My mother's neck was fascinated by the ups and downs of her body. I knew it was the rhythm of the semen pouring into her body.
Oh~~ God Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I moaned, over and over, slowly thrusting, and the strength became weaker and weaker. All the reserves in the eggs were completely emptied
After ejaculation, my mother sucked her last bite on her dick and spit it out
Turn around and kneel on the bed, hanging clothes around your waist, and your breasts are erect on your chest to face me
She raised one hand gracefully and rubbed it on the corner of her mouth, without wasting a drop of semen
God has nothing to do with this, Mom said, I'm going to see those photos now
Tomorrow, tomorrow I will find a way, I said, you know dad won't let others go into the workroom casually
Mom knows what I mean. It’s impossible for us to go in at night after he returns home, so it’s possible during the day.
Then tell me where I put it
No, dad will find them hidden in dad's secret box
Mom knows that I'm telling the truth, and the photos can only be taken out secretly by me.
Don't let me wait too long, Mom said as she climbed down from the bed and walked past me, reached behind her and pulled up the zipper behind her
Her walking posture was a bit strange because her underwear was still hanging on her knees, limiting the width of her pace
Until I saw the photos, you have no benefits yet
I think my mom may need some space for her, and I have become more cautious every time I approach her after learning the last time.
I decided to wait until my mother sent me a signal, no matter how difficult this kind of waiting is for me
We spent a weekend in a dull way
However, I and several other short-term workers in the summer were given a few days off. Because there were heavy equipment in the place where I worked, I didn't go to work because I didn't have to go to work because I had heavy equipment to be transferred to a new location.
So my mother assigned me to clean my father's workroom in the backyard
I think she just wants me to stay away from her and doesn't want me to touch her hair
I know my dad never likes others to enter his backyard workroom, which is his reservation, so I don't plan to clean it thoroughly.
I swept the floor first and gathered up some obviously useless things
He seems to be making something, but that's all
Just as I was sorting it out, I found a wooden box, which was obviously made by my father.
It is placed on the top of an old cup holder, located on the innermost wall of the workroom
I moved the ladder, carefully removed it from the shelf, and placed it on the large operating table in the center of the workroom
I studied it for a few minutes before I figured out how to open this box. If my father hadn't made similar educational toys for me when I was a child, I might have given up on the idea of opening it and put it back intact
I gently pushed and pulled the box, moving the small wooden strips on it, and I opened the box in a short while
It's obvious that this is a machine box, and what surprised me was not the box itself, but the thing hidden inside.
Three bundles of photos were carefully protected with paper and tied up with rubber bands.
Arrange neatly from left to right according to the order of dates marked on the paper
These photos are free of dust and are safely placed in felt-lined pine boxes
I took off the rubber band from the first bundle of photos and carefully unfolded the protective paper outside.
Then start to view these photos one by one, and carefully turn the photos you have seen on the table in the original order.
I know that even if there is a picture in a mess, my dad will definitely find it
These photos are all about grandma. When she was taken, she was about the same age as her mother.
Grandma and mother looked very similar at that time. Considering that they had no blood relationship at all, this similarity was indeed amazing
Oh, you won't mistake them for relatives, but from the photos, their hair color is not much different, I never knew this before, because since I can remember, grandma's hair has been grayish white
Maybe I couldn't find it a few months ago, but now I can easily detect how similar their physical characteristics are. If you cover your head on the photo and just change the bodies of the two people, you can't even find any difference.
These two women, their current mother and grandma in the photo, have perfect figures
The plump but not too big breasts miraculously support the slender waist of the plump upper body, the round and plump buttocks, and the legs that look very slender
In fact, these two ladies are not tall, they are only about five feet and four inches (about 1 meter 63), but their body proportions are very good, so they look very long legs.
I guess they were very slim when they were young, but after they were in their 20s, they grew into sexy figures after giving birth.
After looking at five or six photos, I found another similarity between my mother and grandma
I saw another person being taken in the photo, it was my grandfather
He is about 8 to 10 years older than his grandmother, just like the age difference between his father and mother
I continued to browse, carefully checked each photo, and then carefully turned over and clicked on the pile of photos I had seen.
The photos are almost the same, but grandma and the invisible photographer are getting happier
I think the photographer might be grandpa, because the camera did not have the time-lapse photo function at that time.
In more and more photos, grandmother is facing away from the camera, focusing on her female characteristics, and these parts of the body are usually allowed to be photographed only if the husband knows it.
There is a full body shot of grandma wearing a stylish navy dress, and she is wearing the same dress, but the whole picture is a picture of her hips and legs
One of them highlights her sitting on a high stool, facing her from the side, and only one hand holds the hem of the skirt a few inches above her knee
In the next few pictures, the hand gradually moved upward until the hem of the skirt was pulled to her butt and could no longer be high.
Her legs are beautiful, and the calf muscles in the foreground are tightened because they are placed on the beam at the bottom of the wooden bench
In the photo below, her bare thighs bulged slightly outward due to the pressure of her weight, revealing the edges of her white stockings and two garters that disappeared upwards in her skirt.
I still remember the first time I saw this kind of garter between my mother's legs. The penis in my crotch had become hard. I pressed against the heavy wooden operating table and pressed my erect cock against the side of the table. This pressure made me feel very comfortable.
The next dozen photos were all similar, but they changed into different dresses.
Grandma's face never appears in the photo
The theme of the photo changed again, grandma was wearing different tops, long-sleeved shirts, suspenders, sleeveless tops, etc.
Then grandma's face disappeared in the photo, the photo became bolder, focusing on her chest, the exposed area between the main collar, as the photo sequence progressed, the exposed part became larger and larger
However, in the last photo of the series, grandma changed into a fitness vest. The size of this hurdle vest is too big for her.
But for the audience, she was very lucky. Her breasts bulged out from both sides of the vest, and her erect nipples pushed out two small bags from under the thin fabric. This vest could not block her feminine charm at all.
Fitness vest? Can grandma wear a fitness vest that only boys wear? This is incredible
The last dozen photos of the first bundle of photos returned to the theme of the legs, but this time it was not taken from the front view, but turned to the side
Grandma sat on a wooden high stool again, her feet hooked against the beam under the stool, and her legs gradually exposed.
Because the hem of the skirt was pulled higher and higher by a woman's slender hand, it was obviously her grandmother who pulled it up by herself
These photo series include a variety of dresses and skirts, but in the end they are close-ups of underwear
The last one, the photographer was so close that I could even see the female pubic hair vaguely visible under the light blue lace panties
Although I knew that it was my grandma in the photo, I still ejaculated with my dick against the heavy wooden operating platform in front of me.
This is too fucking sexy
Before seeing these photos, I could not imagine or believe that my grandma was such a hot woman, and she had others take so many such pornographic photos.
The photo shooter must be a man, but who would it be?
Grandma is seducing someone and letting him take pictures of her breasts and underwear
Is this what she did for her husband?
There is this possibility
But why did my grandfather have a fitness vest and even lent her to take one?
I'm quite suspicious
Grandma must be teasing a young man
An absurd thought slowly took shape in my mind, but my subconscious mind eliminated it before I came to the conclusion, but this thought was lingering and gradually became clear and could not be eliminated.
Why does my father treasure the photos of his mother seducing men other than her husband?
There is only one possible conclusion, the man who took the photo was her son, my father
When I thought of this, my heart felt dizzy and I couldn't help but feel scared and shrank back.
Although I had teased my mother like this, I was just a hot-headed nonsense at that time
When this idea pops up in my mind, for some reason I don't reject it, because these photos may arouse my mother's sexual interest
My body has different views on these photos. I ejaculated in my pants. I immediately realized that I was still pressing against the corner of the table, and my dick was already hurting.
At this time, my mother greeted me at the back door of the kitchen, and lunch was ready.
I hurriedly turned over the photo I had buckled on the table and tied it with elastic bands
I know my father has seen these photos recently, at least in the last two years, because the elastic band is very elastic and there is no sign of aging.
I put the photo back into the box and carefully put it back on the top of the cupboard, and pressed on the rectangular mark marked by the dust according to the original position.
I didn't have the chance to come back to see the remaining photos that day
After lunch, my mother asked me to trim the lawn in the yard and deliver the garbage to the garbage yard
By the time I finished doing this, my dad had already arrived home and the workroom in the backyard was also banned from entering.
There was no piano practice that night
Until the next day, I found the opportunity to run into the workshop as fast as possible, remove the box, and take out the things inside.
At the same time, my eyes are fixed on the back door of the house in case my mother suddenly appears
Although as far as I know, she never stepped into her father's workroom in the backyard
I pulled down the elastic straps from the second bundle of photos
Photo taken in a summer in the backyard of grandparents' house
I remember this yard very clearly. When I was very young, I could only run around there.
The photo was taken in that backyard, but it was near the right side of the house, and could not be seen from any windows of grandfather's house or the windows of the surrounding neighbors' houses.
This corner was separated from the yard by a row of flower stands. In summer, the flower stands were filled with vines with pink flowers.
This is a private and shady paradise
In these photos, grandmother is wearing colorful summer clothes, and several of them also have grandfather's figure in them in them.
But the content of the photo was quickly replaced by a white tennis skirt, white tight shorts, and finally a grinded denim shorts.
These shorts photos show some things that are not in the skirt photos, and grandma has a very plump butt
My cock was pressed against the table again
As the shooting progressed, the camera turned from grandma's face to the bottom, taking pictures of grandma's increasingly sexy and exposed legs
Each set of clothes starts with grandma smiling and posing in various positions, then the camera turns and starts to pat her legs at various angles.
Then grandma lay on the grass in a similar position, even lifting her legs high, sometimes together, sometimes bent, sometimes straightened, sometimes separated
Each set of clothes ends up with similar postures
Grandma lay on the grass with her legs together. The following photos show her legs gradually spread apart
My favorite position is that my grandma's legs under her short skirt are split wide to both sides. The narrow straps of her underwear are clearly visible between her legs, especially the last one. The distance between the shots is so close that I can almost count the few pubic hairs on the edges of her underwear.
I put the last photo aside, reached out and pulled my dick out of my pants, and started to masturbate.
I stared at the photo, breathing rapidly, and my whole body seemed to have lost control. I want to imprint this photo deeply in my mind
Grandma is wearing a white tennis skirt with her legs crossed together. Why is this picture so sexy and seductive?
Because my grandmother's butt was raised high from the grass, her short skirt turned backwards to her waist, and only a small part of her huge and plump buttocks were covered by thin panties, and a narrow strap was tightly wrapped around her vagina.
My eyes were drawn from her slender waist, then down to her round thighs, and then up to her panties embedded in the slit of her buttocks
But it was not these that made me pull out my cock and masturbate until orgasm, but the darker part of the triangle formed by her thighs and buttocks. It was darker than the white area of the other parts of her underwear. The color became darker because it was already wet.
I cumed all over the floor and I found out that my mother was calling me. How long has it been? I don’t know if lunch is ready.
I arrived immediately. I shouted, quickly stuffed my cock back into my shorts, and then found some broken towels to clean up the endgame.
My mother wore a beautiful set of clothes today, a close-fitting small suspender, and tight shorts underneath. This set of clothes perfectly highlighted her still young and sexy figure.
I compared her with my grandma in my mind
I want to fuck any of them, I think every man I know will have this idea
Mom brought a plate of sandwich in front of me, and then poured me a large glass of milk. I couldn't help but get harder when I saw her.
I want to know if my mom knows the photos of my dad hiding secretly
Before I muster up the courage to ask this question, I chewed half a sandwich
She looked very happy and was in a very good mood. Maybe it would be a wonderful night tonight again
Mom, do we still have old photos of our grandparents?
Old photo? Mom squinted
For Ah, those I haven't seen before
You have seen it many times, including those photos they took after their death. You should remember to see them all.
This is a statement, not a question, but my mother's words puzzle me, not her grammar
Well, I nodded and admitted, but it seems that there are not many photos of grandma. I just want to know if you and dad still have it in your hands.
My mother's voice became more sensitive. How could we hide your grandma's photo?
I'm not saying that you hide it or think that there are few photos of grandma, it's strange
Mom looks obviously uncomfortable, OK, your dad doesn't want to see those photos, that's it. Mom said firmly, as if the truth is this
Why? I'm determined to dig into the bottom line
I don't know, my mother's voice is a bit harsh
Oh, I responded casually, as if I accidentally raised the topic of taboos, so I'll ask my dad
You are not allowed to ask. Mom has completely exploded, you dare! She stood up shouting loudly.
I immediately leaned on the back of the chair and was very surprised by my mother's strong reaction
This level of discomfort shows that, as I expected, she also knew the photos.
But this reaction is too strong, right?
You are not allowed to participate in these things! Mom sternly said, stomping her feet and walking past me and out of the kitchen
Come on, I think there is no piano practice tonight. Later facts prove that there is indeed no
The next day, I ran to my father's workshop again, but I didn't look through the remaining photos.
I started to make a flower stand with my dad's tools, and planned to place it between our house and the neighbor's fence grille, and separate the backyard from the back street.
The flower stand and the workroom in the distance form two high barriers, so that the windows of the houses on both sides cannot see the place.
I want to create a secret holy place like the backyard of my grandma's house in the photo
Why did I do this?
Because after I saw the second bundle of photos before, I asked my mother if she had saved the photos of her grandma, but she unexpectedly stomped her feet out of the kitchen
I analyzed from her amazing reaction that she might know the existence of these photos
She just doesn't want to remind herself all the time, is she just a substitute for the woman who has long passed away?
Mom must know the existence of these photos, which can explain the reason for such a fierce reaction
But knowing that her husband chose a wife who was almost exactly similar to her mother, and letting her know the reason, no matter how unintentional it was, the resentment accumulated through countless slight neglects over the past twenty years can also explain the reason for her being angry.
I need to know the real reason why my mother is angry
If mom had known these photos before, then her indulgence towards me was likely part of her revenge plan
She suddenly crossed the boundary of the taboo, probably not from the heart as I thought
From another aspect, if she doesn't know those photos, then I need to continue to guide my mother and let the taboo seeds take root and sprout.
I won't have only one lucky one, should it be like this?
I worked hard all morning
Despite the sound of chainsaws and hammers coming from the backyard, my mother never came out to take a look
Although I caught a glimpse of her through the kitchen window, watching me move a bunch of things from the workshop to the side of the house
During lunch, my mother almost returned to her previous state, but she was still not very interested.
She was wearing a light and flowing printed shirt, which was slapped under her chest and exposed her flat and smooth abdomen.
I was wearing a pair of tan shorts on the lower body, which was very thin, and it seemed like the fabric of a quick-drying outdoor suit.
The shorts are tightly tightly on her hips, which has a lifting and lifting effect, and looks very flattering
Mom's slightly tanned legs changed to a pair of cheap summer flip-flops
Unless she is deaf, blind or mute, she will ignore me and silently praise her.
When she used her hands to clean the leftover dishes of lunch, instead of putting them directly into the dishwasher, perhaps to avoid sitting at the dining table and talking to me face to face
What are you trying to do in the backyard? Mom asked casually, as if she wasn't interested in it
It's "building" I corrected her words
OK, what are you creating? Mom asked again, her tone seemed to indicate that she was just a routine question
A flower stand
Flower stand? What to do?
In this way, you can plant some ivy, which will bloom beautiful flowers in summer and block the view of the back street, so that the backyard will be more private. If you want to study outdoors when the weather is good, you can use it
oh!
From her voice, I could hear that my mother was very happy
She turned to me, and a bright smile appeared on her face
This is a great idea. If there is such a place, it would be great! Where did you come up with this idea? You know that your dad would be furious if he found out that you were stealing the tools in his workshop.
I just remember that there is such a place in the backyard of my grandparents' house. When I was a child, I often hid there when I didn't want you to find it. I explained
When I mentioned my grandparents, my mother's smile slowly disappeared from her face, and she turned to face the pool
Do you still remember, do you?
Oh, I found some old photos in my dad's workshop. This is why yesterday I asked you about grandma's photos
OK, I did it, put everything on the table
I carefully observed my mother, wanting to see what her reaction would be like
I held my hands in front of my chest and waited for her to repeat the same behavior yesterday
However, the storm did not hit again. My mother just kept washing the glass in her hand and wiping it inside and outside with the dishwasher cloth.
This glass is clean as if it was just bought, but my mother still didn't stop
Finally, my mother spoke
Well... Yesterday was mine
yesterday?
You understand, I got angry at you yesterday
It's okay, mom
I know your dad has another bunch of strange photos of his mom. Mom explained that he said her legs were beautiful and was proud of it. So when one day she complained that she was old, he offered to take pictures of these beautiful legs so that she could remember what they were like when she was in the nursing home. He told me that it was just to make her happy, but she accepted his advice, and then your dad took countless photos of this for her, put on all the clothes she liked. After your grandma passed away, he was reluctant to throw away the photos because it was the memory of the past. I don’t know why I was upset, but these photos did upset me. When you mentioned it yesterday, it seemed that everything was reappearing in front of my eyes in an instant.
I didn't say anything. My mother realized that the glass in her hand had been washed for a long time, so she put it in the pool next to her
I think I'm a little too much, right? Are the photos you found are all taking pictures of grandma's legs? Mom turned around and looked at me
It's Ah, I nodded and said before she turned around, I added another sentence, I think your legs are more beautiful
Mom continues to wash her plate
Thank you for being so considerate, I know you feel you have an obligation to say that
It's not the fact or the fact. Remember, I've seen those photos, so I know it in my heart
OK, OK, Mom answered casually
I'll take a few photos for you, I can prove it
Just take the photo and show it to me.
Then the photos must be compared with the photos to do so
You Ah, just want to do more "extracurricular activities" besides piano practice. I don't know you yet, young man!
Strangely, when I said "no", I noticed that my mother did not correct my words.
Ignore the wrong words in my words, I think it may be an early sign that she has entered the brink of fall.
OK, I don't give up, I just think you might be interested
Mom lowered her head and kept washing the plate, but her mind was not on the plate at all
If I asked you to give the photo, would you show me the photo? I haven't seen it in a long time
Of course, I immediately agreed whether this inspired her competitive spirit? Or did she need to prove that she has more beautiful legs than her mother-in-law?
OK, take the camera over
You have to go upstairs first
Why? You can see my legs here. My mother waved her hands on the side of her legs, and the foam on her hands dripped onto the floor a few drops
But grandma changed many different clothes. If she didn't do the same way, the competition would be unfair.
OK, my mother's voice is a little quick, I'll go change my clothes and wait for me for a few minutes
I waited for ten minutes before walking upstairs and knocked on the door of her room
I'm changing my clothes faster than you think, you know, I have something else to do this afternoon
There was a gentle reproach in my mother's tone
What is that for? She pointed to the barrest stool I brought from the kitchen
I didn't answer immediately because I was startled by the dress I chose by my mother
It was a navy blue dress, very much like the one I saw in the photo for the first time I saw my grandma wearing
When she chose clothes, did she subconsciously make a decision for her?
Well, grandma is sitting on the barrest, I explained
Yes, I remembered it. When I just put the stool on the ground in the middle of the house, my mother sat up.
Take a photo, she said
I raised my hand and took a photo, and said, Mom! The grandma who you have seen those photos is very shy and sexy.
It's Ah, mom interrupts me in front of her son
That's it, I replied, not sure what I wanted to express, but this inspired my mother
Immediately, her whole temperament changed, from a slightly angry and nervous woman to a passionate and seductive woman
She raised one foot and put it on the beam at the bottom of the high stool, imitating grandma's posture in the photo, and posed her legs in a T-shaped shape
Did she do it according to memory?
I took a few more photos
Without waiting for my urging, my mother's left hand drooped to her thigh, pulled her skirt a little higher, and then stopped there and asked me to take a few pictures.
The skirt continues to pull upwards, getting higher and higher
Is this what you want? Mom muttered softly, and her slightly hoarse voice made my lower body react instantly
Yes, that's it, I replied, sounds short of breath
That's fine, Mom said, pulling the skirt very high, stopping and patting a few more, then pointing down to touch the outside of her smooth thighs until under her knees
Then he touched upwards and pulled the skirt to his butt
I suddenly realized that those photos only told me part of the story
When my father looked at the photos, he would definitely recall everything that happened and what he once said
What exactly happened between each photo?
How did he convince his grandma to pull his skirt up a little and spread his legs apart to show him his underwear for the first time?
Was she really reluctant at first?
Was she flirting with him, slamming her legs and jade feet to tease him?
Did she bend her toes when her shoes finally slipped to the ground?
In addition to the first few photos, Grandma is barefoot in most photos, with bright red or light pink nail polish on her toenails
Do you think I should show you the underwear, just like she did?
She did see those photos at least those wearing clothes
Stop sneaking, come to the front
Mom raised one hand and waved me, and the other hand pulled the hem of the skirt to her hips, one leg exposed outside, and the other one was covered under the hem of the skirt
Come on, she encouraged me, lifted my left foot from the beam and shook it off, shook my shoes, then straightened my legs, tightened my calf muscles, stretched my toes forward, and pointed to the place in front of me with black nail polish, where she wanted me to go
I walked over
Mom put her feet back on the bottom beam of the stool, her legs were closed together, and she twisted her knees to pose in various positions.
Then he pulled the skirt with his hands and raised the position near his butt that was flush with his underwear, revealing all his beautiful legs.
This position is more sexy than before
Do you want me to show you the underwear? Mom asked softly
I nodded, my cock became harder by her words
Not only because of the way she speaks, but also because I think that my father once had the same feelings as me, and his mother also said the same words to him.
Mom's knees slightly separated, and then stopped "Click~"
But you have seen my underwear before~ I've shown it to you, my mother's knees suddenly closed
She really knows how to tease me, but I like it
But that was when practicing piano...
That's a reward for you, but it's different now, right?
Mom's knees opened again, this time it was a little more open
This time it was for those old photos of haunting. Mom said swearing 『Click~』
Do you like to see me like this? Mom lifted her left leg again, and her raised toes almost touched the camera, huh?
Crack, Crack, Crack~
I guess you definitely like it, right?
Mom doesn't expect my answer
Of course I like to see, but I like to touch it more
She put her feet back and placed them on the top beam of the high stool, her knees higher than her thighs, and her legs were wide open to both sides at the same time.
Her panties were exposed between her legs
Oh, but this one is different from the one I wore when I first saw her spread her legs on the piano stool. It was a bright red, completely transparent mesh panties that could hardly cover the chubby two pubic lip below.
Crack, Crack
When I squatted down and wanted to find a better shooting angle, the camera in my hand fell to the ground. I lowered my head and watched the camera bounce back on the carpet, as if it was the slow motion of the movie.
I turned my head and stared at my mother's pussy covered by red gauze. I could feel a smile on my mother's face without looking up. This is the sexy underwear she specially changed for me.
I climbed on the ground twice, approached between her legs, rubbed her cheeks against the inside of her thighs, and then my mouth was pressed against the beautiful red that had been a little wet, and my nose greedily smelled its fragrant breath
Oh! Yes! Mom shouted out, her hands touched my head, and suddenly shouted again, wait! Her hands were swinging heavily
I grabbed her legs and stopped her from falling from behind the stool
Go to bed and carry me to bed! She ordered, her eyes showing a wild look that she had never seen before
I picked up my petite mother from the barrest stool easily, walked to the bed and threw her onto the mattress, and immediately pierced her head between her legs
When her hands were still falling on the bed, she pulled my hair and pressed me to the predetermined position
gnaw, gnaw, gnaw
I like this feeling of transcending taboos
I raised my head and pulled my panties to my mother's knees, and her head was stuffed in between the gaps between her legs tightened by the belt of her panties. My mother eagerly pulled my hair and pressed me to the top of her pussy.
Oh!! Hiss~~ Yes! Yes! Kiss it... Just like that, lick me, oh yes, lick me!!
Mom kept moaning, encouraging, urging me
She pulled my head back and forth in her wet pussy, downward, so that I could push my tongue deeper; outward, let me lick her hole; in circles, let me suck back and forth on my labia; upward, so that I could tease her clitoris, fiddle with my tongue from fast to slow, and then hold it in my mouth to suck it suck.
I thought my mother's orgasm came later than the first time she was on the kitchen floor, and the hair on my head would probably be plucked out.
When her orgasm ended, I raised my head, squatted on the ground, and stood up with my hands on her separate knees.
She didn't pull her skirt down to cover her muddy and slippery pussy, and the bunch of pubic hair that was wet with love juice and saliva.
She was lying on the bed, looking at me calmly, even though her chest was still undulating violently
I guess you want to do what you did that night, right?
I didn't say anything, looked down at the edge of the bed, thinking that I might want to carry her inside, or I would kneel on the bed and put my dick close to her head
You want to put your thing in my mouth, don't you?
I nodded
Take it out and let me see if it is clean
I inserted my hand into my shorts, and turned my wrist and took out my hard cock from it. The whole movement was done in one go
Ha, I've done it many times, right? I'm so skillful, my mother teased, admitting that I'm very talented in this area
I smiled mockingly and leaned against her
I haven't said it's OK, my mother reached out to stop me
I stopped, confused, then lowered my eyes and looked at my mother's wet pussy just one foot away from my eager cock.
You will never think about it in this life~ Mom smiled, closed her legs and sat up
She checked my cock, then reached out with one hand, grabbed the rod with her sensitive and soft fingers, pulled it forward, licked it quickly with the tip of her tongue, and then did it again,
Then rub your fingers slowly on the glans
Mom looked up and smiled at me
I don't remember there is a flower stand in the photo. She said
It seems that she hasn't seen all the photos. The flower stand only appears in the second and third bundles of photos, so my mother doesn't know all the truth.
I want to see all the photos, my mother muttered, lowered her head and started licking my dick again
AhAhAh~Mom, it feels great!
Will you show me the remaining photos? Mom looks up at me
When I hesitated, she lowered her head and wrapped it back and forth with her tongue on my tight rod. When I moaned comfortably, she quickly raised her head and waited for my answer
I nodded, yeah, I can guarantee
I wanted to hug my mother's head, just like she hugged me just now, but she patted my hand away, my cock lost her control, and shook it in front of her face a few times
Please, mom, I beg, swaying my big dick back and forth in front of my mother
Mom held my cock again with her tender fingers, quickly lowered her head, her lips held the glans in her mouth, her tongue pressed against it against the upper palate, and her tongue tip quickly rolled around the body of the stick
Finally, my mother pulled the cock out of her mouth and made a popping sound
She looked up at me panting
All photos, promise me
OK, OK, OK
This time she asked me to hold her head, but I couldn't pull her in the direction of me, because for some reason she was very strong, but I suddenly felt very weak
Say it out, mom ordered
All the photos, I'm gasping, I'll show you every photo
After saying that, my mother lowered her head and used her gentle sucking of her warm little mouth as a reward
I bet my mother has no experience with oral sex, but her feeling of eating dick is enough to make me indulge in
Her head was swinging fast and slow, her fingers were stroking her body, and she was sucking her little mouth wrapped around her cock and sucking her briskly rhythm.
She stroked her penis with one hand and scratched my eggs with the other hand. Sometimes she pinched it gently, sometimes she gently lifted it and pulled it down hard and then pulled it down with force.
Sometimes she would raise her head and smile at me, but she would focus on her movements on her cock most of the time
Sometimes I would tilt my head and pat my butt with my hand, let me push the stick to her cheek. She might know that I like to see my glans pushing the bulge on her cheek, which feels very irritating.
Maybe it was the fifth time when she grabbed my testicles hard, she pulled her head back for a long distance, slowly swallowing the root of the flesh, knowing that her lips were wrapped around the root of the penis and touching my pubic hair.
Then slowly retreated, making a loud sucking sound while retreating until the glans was almost spit out of the mouth.
When her little mouth moved up and down the penis, her tongue kept bounced against the lower edge of the stick. This feeling was so good that it was so good.
Are you ready? Mom asked
Yes, hurry up, please, I gasp and answer, let me hold your head, I thought, let me fuck your little mouth
But she didn't do what I wanted. She quickly turned her back to me, then moved her butt forward, reached behind her and pulled the zipper of her skirt, shook her shoulders and took off her skirt to her waist
Of course, she didn't wear a bra
Then my mother pulled a pillow and placed it behind her, then lay back, pillowed on the pillow, raised her chin, stretched her neck forward, raised her chest, gently kneaded her two plump breasts with her hands, and her erect nipples stood up between her fingers.
Mom's mouth wide open, waiting for my movements
It's so fucking unbelievable! When she crossed the taboo bond, she didn't use it, she jumped past!
I held my cock and leaned over. Although she didn't give me any guidance, I knew what to do
She just waited quietly, completely believing in her son, knowing that I wouldn't be rude without having to remind me, nor would I be rude
I pressed my cock down, found a suitable angle, and controlled myself not to rush into it
The lower edge of the glans rubbed against the tip of her mother's nose, pressed against her upper lip, and then inserted forward into her mouth
Mom adjusted a little to prevent teeth from scratching it, and then teased the upper end of my eager cock with her tongue
I slowly, slowly thrust into it
Oh, my god, this feels so good Ah!
I pushed my cock deeper until she could no longer accommodate it. My mother made a slight vomiting sound in her throat, swallowing a lot of saliva generated by the stimulation of her deep throat. She grabbed my hands on my thigh and pinched them hard, reminding me not to poke it in. I slowly pulled it back, thinking in my heart where I would stop next time, my mother would not feel uncomfortable
I stopped, and my mother's tongue kept rotating around the glans and fiddling.
I still wanted to continue pulling out, but my mother's hand pulled my thigh hard and sent me inward. It was another deep throat. My mother couldn't help but retching, but she didn't stop because of this, and continued to push me inside with both hands until the glans reached the deepest part of her throat. Her head turned slightly back and forth, and finally she let go of her hand
After swallowing my saliva quickly, she pulled me back, this time faster and harder
When the cock was pushed to the end, the grunt sounded again in her throat. Her head kept turning around my cock, then let it go, swallowing saliva loudly
When my cock entered the wet and tight passage again and returned to the deep throat position, my mother's throat was still a little cramped, and then she continued to twist her head slightly and massage my cock, but there was no sound of swallowing.
Pull it out and then quickly insert it into place again. Now the throat is completely lubricated by saliva. My mother repeated the previous movement, but her hands did not hold it on my thighs, but reached between my legs and scratched the testicles with her fingers.
It's incredible, it feels unimaginable
Front and back, front and back, now my mother has truly adapted to the extreme insertion depth, no longer retching or discomfort, she just held my egg and pulled forward, holding it so tightly, I felt that both of these meat balls were about to be pulled off
Oh, my god, her hand finally pushed me away, then gasped, the sound was rapid, and the purr of saliva in her mouth
After gasping for a moment, my hand grabbed my testicles and quickly sent me into the wet and tight hole like my vagina.
This time I pressed my knees against the edge of the bed, then grabbed her breasts, kneaded them tightly, rubbed the nipples in my palms, and then held my breasts and pushed my body deeper between her throat
Her head almost drooped outside the edge of the bed
I was worried that my mother would fall, so I quickly loosened the breasts I grabbed in my hand, but I immediately found that my mother had already stepped on her feet tightly into the mattress and fixed them.
She swallowed my cock deeper, and I grabbed my breasts hard and kept thrusting quickly in her mouth.
While thrusting, I looked down at my mother, vaguely realizing that what made her throat swell like this was not the scene in the "Exorcist", but myself, not a demon
Or am I just a demon?
This strange thought stimulated me, and the thrusting accelerated and stayed in her deep throat for longer
The slippery sucking sound filled the room
Suddenly I yelled out, and the semen rushed out and all shot into the depths of her throat.
My mother's neck was fascinated by the ups and downs of her body. I knew it was the rhythm of the semen pouring into her body.
Oh~~ God Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I moaned, over and over, slowly thrusting, and the strength became weaker and weaker. All the reserves in the eggs were completely emptied
After ejaculation, my mother sucked her last bite on her dick and spit it out
Turn around and kneel on the bed, hanging clothes around your waist, and your breasts are erect on your chest to face me
She raised one hand gracefully and rubbed it on the corner of her mouth, without wasting a drop of semen
God has nothing to do with this, Mom said, I'm going to see those photos now
Tomorrow, tomorrow I will find a way, I said, you know dad won't let others go into the workroom casually
Mom knows what I mean. It’s impossible for us to go in at night after he returns home, so it’s possible during the day.
Then tell me where I put it
No, dad will find them hidden in dad's secret box
Mom knows that I'm telling the truth, and the photos can only be taken out secretly by me.
Don't let me wait too long, Mom said as she climbed down from the bed and walked past me, reached behind her and pulled up the zipper behind her
Her walking posture was a bit strange because her underwear was still hanging on her knees, limiting the width of her pace
Until I saw the photos, you have no benefits yet
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