Chapter 3

I controlled my breathing that had not yet been completely calmed down and quietly left my son's window

All day long, I was in shock and chaos. I didn't know how to face my favorite wife and son. I felt ashamed and angry, but when I thought of watching the scene of my son and wife's incest and my sexual desire recovered, I hesitated again. Could this be the miracle the doctor said

I'm really in pain

I haven't come home for a few days in a row. I'm afraid that when I see them, I will think of my wife twisting and humming lewdly under my son's shrugging.

I can't imagine that, nor dare to think about it, but strangely, at night, I will remember that in my own home, my son may have taken off his mature and gorgeous coquettish mother, and used his young and strong body and tireless sexual desire to pound his mother's mature and plump body.

I would be surprised to get impulsive when my wife was sucking her son, but no matter how excited I was, my flesh didn't have the erection like the last time I watched them get married.

The next day, I went home and stayed

At night, I heard the sound of my son making up the floor and not sleeping late. Early in the morning, I left the house.

Fifteen minutes later, I quietly opened the door and walked up the second floor carefully

This time, my wife and son changed to my wife's room

I lay on the door of my bedroom and heard the jokes between mother and son in the room. It was very low and could hardly hear clearly. I was a little anxious outside the door and pressed my ear tightly against the door.

My heart beat rapidly, holding my breath, trying to hear all the movements in the room as clearly as possible

But the sound insulation effect of my door disappointed me. I could only hear the delicate giggle chuckles from my wife. Slowly, the laughter stopped ringing. It seemed that there was a thick breathing sound that would only happen between men and women when doing that. My son's breathing was rapid and dull, but my wife's breathing was long and greasy.

I could almost imagine that behind the door, my son stabbed his huge genitals into his mother's vagina again. I imagined the position that their mother and son might use, and imagined his lewd wife, all kinds of malice and obscene scenes when she teased her young son in a possible way.

This imagination made my sexual desire escalate, and I felt my flesh erect again

At that time, I wanted to quietly push the door open and see how they looked when they handed over, but I didn't dare. I was afraid of disturbing the two of them, the mother and son who were having fun.

I took out my flesh from my crotch, and while holding back my rapid breathing, I lay on the door and listening, I was stroking the erect thing in my hand that was gradually becoming erect.

I began to hear the sturdy mattress in the room and my wife's mattress making a rapid and rhythmic sound. I also heard my wife's whimpering sound as the gradually accelerated bed, and it also began to whimper quickly. The sound seemed painful and extremely comfortable.

My wife's vague moan made me unable to hear what she was saying, but I knew it must be the hum that she made only during her happy season. The sound made me feel my face hot and my flesh became harder. I quickly stroked the hard and thick thing. I heard a very distant and extremely happy humming sound from my wife's throat, and my son's happy and rapid breathing, and then all the sounds stopped.

Outside the door, I was breathing, and the meat in my hand tightly swelled into a thick stick.

I felt the noise before ejaculation

But I dare not stay outside the door anymore, I am afraid that they will suddenly come out after the matter is done

I forcibly stuffed the enlarged and hard meat into my pants. I thought about it and quietly ran to the third floor. I opened the small door of the storage room that I would not normally open. I opened the door a little bit, and through that gap I could clearly see the situation on the second floor.

The door of his wife opened, and he walked out of his son's naked body. After the young man had a fierce sex with his mother, he looked energetic. He turned to his wife in the room and said, "Mom, I'll get some water to wash your downstairs."

The door was open, and I saw the messy bed in the room. My wife was also naked. The blush of orgasm on her snow-white body had not yet faded. She was lying on her jade body with a slim figure. I even clearly saw a ball of hand paper under her snow-white belly.

The floor is almost covered with white hand paper

A bunch of them everywhere

There are also the light-colored nightgown and small black underwear that my wife wore last night, and the underwear that was scattered into a ball with her son.

No, Weiwei, look at what time it is, wash it and go to school, mom will do it yourself later

As his wife said, she picked up the toilet paper sandwiched between her legs, looked at it, turned red, wiped the toilet paper sandwiched under her crotch, threw it on the floor, turned around, pulled out a few pieces from the cardboard box at the head of the bed, and clamped it back between her legs

My son quickly returned to the room and looked at the time. Oh, it was almost half past six.

My wife raised her body and kissed her son on the face, saying in a whisper. You think, little bad guy, tell you to come out quickly, but you don't listen. The mother who is struggling now looks like she is disastrous.

The son kissed his mother back, and put his hand on his wife's bloated and white breasts, and squeezed his wife's still tits that were still rising and hard.

Do I want my mom to be more comfortable

A woman's face appeared on her face that only women had sexual satisfaction. Her slender hands actually reached her son's crotch and pinched her son's genitals that had already relaxed but still quite impressive.

Gently rubbed

You, mom can't stand you now. This little guy is getting more and more fierce now. Then his wife giggles in a slutty giggle

The two of them lingered for a while, and their son stood up. Mom, I'll go upstairs to get dressed, are you up?

Well, my mother got up after lying down. Now she doesn't have any strength. Haha, she must have moved too fiercely on it just now.

My son smiled

Also laughing, bad guys, you are all your bad sons. If you insist on your mother on it, your waist will be soft

The wife twisted her son and said coquettishly

Haha, good mom, if you are tired in the future, I will change to the top and I will do it so that you will not be so tired

Bad guy, aren’t mom afraid that you will be tired? Every time I hit my mom, I feel sweaty, my mom can’t bear to bear it, you still have to ride a bike so far to go to school

My wife gave her son a sweet look, "Okay, go up quickly, if you get tired of it, it's really too late."

The wife pecked her son on the face and pushed her son

My son kissed his mother on the face, too

Stand up

My son went downstairs neatly after a while

After getting tired of his mother's room for a while, his son left

My wife's charming jade body was still naked on the bed. After her son left, she turned over lazily, stretched her waist with satisfaction, sat up, and suddenly remembered something again. She got out of the bed, put on her pajamas thrown on the floor, and ran to the window with her bare feet, opened the window, shouted Weiwei, remember to have breakfast, come back as soon as you learn breakfast, pay attention when crossing the road

I know mom, come back, it's cold outside

The son's voice sounded not far away

When my wife turned around and walked back to the room, I saw her untied pajamas. Two snow-white plump and slutty breasts were squeezing. The snow-white belly was pitch black. I swallowed. What a gorgeous and charming woman's body. No wonder my young son was obsessed with her. It was me. When I saw the plump and seductive body in my wife's pajamas, my heart was inevitably stirred. The flesh that had just shrunk actually struggled and raised up again.

How well my wife's body is maintained. She is a thirty-six-year-old woman. She is not as bloated or fat as other women. She is only slightly more abundant than when she was a little girl twenty years ago. If her wife was a flower that was about to bloom, then now she is a flower blooming, plump and fair, crystal clear, and the primitive passion of life rolls under her full skin. Perhaps because she is often watered by her young and strong son, her wife's body looks even more plump and proud, full of love

My wife returned to the room and took off her pajamas. I saw her strong and high butt, which was still so plump and elastic. No wonder my son liked to let his mother rest on her round and white butt and pound her body from behind. When she was with me in front, my wife didn't seem to like me to make it from behind. She always said that when she lay down and raised her butt and let me fuck her at the back, she always made her feel that we were not like human beings having sex, but like animals mating. And when I entered from behind, my flesh was blocked by her raised butt egg, and I couldn't insert the itchiest part of her. It's better to lie on my back and raise my legs high to let me pound on my feet.

But now, she actually likes to let her son get her from behind her ass

Maybe the growth of his son can make him tickle her itchy through his mother's plump butt egg, or maybe he will feel a strange excitement when his son pounds him from behind his butt.

My heart was so sour and jealousy. In my wife's heart, or it was just her son who made her feel more comfortable.

At that time, I suddenly had an impulse. I actually wanted to rush downstairs, hug my wife's mature and seductive naked body, and use my already big flesh to fuck her slutty body from behind her plump and high butt.

I want to ask her if her husband's meat is so happy that she can have sex, or if her son's young thing makes her feel more comfortable. I want to ask her how she feels when she sees her husband's genitals that can get erect again

But I didn't. I was afraid that I would be unable to do it after entering her body, and I was even afraid that she would reject me

If that happens, I will not be able to survive

My wife took out her underwear from the wardrobe, bent down, cleaned up the messy floor, threw the paper used to wipe love juice into the garbage bag, picked up her and her son's clothes, and went into the bathroom. I heard the sound of her turning on the washing machine. After a while, she turned on the shower and I heard my wife's familiar joy coming from the bathroom, but it must be a song I hadn't heard for a long time.

Undoubtedly, my wife is so happy and satisfied now, because she has a son who is so strong and young, and every time she has sex, she can reach orgasm.

And what about me, what am I in this home

I closed my eyes in pain

I'm obsessed with peeping at the incest union between my wife and son

Every time I did that, my flesh would erection uncontrollably. When I watched them get married, I could masturbate my long-suppressed desires. Although it was so dirty and obscene, I couldn't do it. Only when I saw or heard my wife and son doing that could I be considered a normal man. I was in pain and wanted to get rid of my mentality, but I couldn't do it. I was like a drug addicted person, obsessed with the obscene things.