The book was followed last time. Since my mother promised to use her hands, I have been waiting day and night, hoping that my mother would vent her hands for the first time, but I was not easy to mention, and it seemed that I was very intentional, so I waited for three days, and during this period, I seemed to have forgotten this matter. My mother saw me the next day and it was gradually turning back.
I thought that I couldn't be impatient based on my mother's personality, and I had to let my mother vent my venting on me inadvertently. This would not make my mother alert and resist.
But as time goes by, the popularity will also decrease. Will you miss the opportunity to stir up the cold rice?
No, no, no, it takes an opportunity to let mothers take the initiative to recall what they said, recognize and take action, so that the resistance will be minimized and there will be no feeling of being forced.
So I got off work early this day and told my mother... Mom, a colleague asked me to go out for fun today, and I will come back later
OK, drink less wine and come back early. Remember what you promised me last time, don't be allowed to mess around outside.
I know, mom, I'm not a child anymore
In this way, without me reminding me, my mother remembered what she said, and then she followed the steps.
I found a clean bar and had some wine. The clean bar is not as noisy as in the bar, I still like it more.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, I went out to take a taxi and went home to implement the plan
After getting off the bus, I bought a bottle of lubricant in the roadside self-service cabin. It was smaller and it won't last long.
As soon as I got home, my mother moved when she heard the news and kept smelling it at me. I did nothing now, so I followed your instructions!
My mother blushed and pushed me to take a shower, smelling of wine!
When I finished taking a shower and returned to the bed, my mother was already sitting on the bed, playing with her phone, and she could tell that she was a little nervous as if she knew what would happen next
Seeing that I came out, my mother put down her cell phone and turned off the lights and went to bed quickly. She finally stopped working overtime and came back so late!
There is no way, the friendship between colleagues also needs to be maintained
When I got to bed, my mother turned off the lights, as if as long as the lights turned off quickly enough, nothing would happen.
Both of them were silent and everyone knew exactly what might happen next
In the end, I broke the silence
mom?
Yes, it took a few seconds before my mother responded to me
Mom, I'm a little swollen!
Mom turned her back to me and kept silent
Mom, I feel uncomfortable. I tried to grab my mother's hand and slowly touched it, giving my mother enough time to think. I am afraid that if I suddenly stretch out my hand, I will scare my mother.
The moment I grabbed my mother's hand, my mother struggled slightly, and then I held the back of my mother's hand and inserted my fingers through the gaps of my mother's fingers, firmly grasping my mother's hand
Mom, I feel so uncomfortable. You touch it, how hard
I grabbed my mother's hand and placed it on my hot iron rod through her underwear. My mother felt the temperature and her hand bounced back, but it was useless under my control.
After adapting for a while, I pulled off my underwear, leaked my cock, and pressed my mother's hand on my cock. My mother's resistance was no longer as strong as before.
Good mother, help me, I feel so uncomfortable. I make a pity.
Son, please let me go first and wait for me to wash my hands
I know my mother loves to be clean, and now my mother promises me that I can't press on every step, otherwise it will backfire.
I let go of my mother's hand, and my mother pulled her hand back and went to the toilet, and then there was a rustling sound of water.
Two minutes have passed, it's okay, I understand, I need more time to accept it
Six minutes passed, the sound of water was gone in the toilet, my mother hadn't come out yet, it was okay, it took more time to prepare for the first time
Ten minutes have passed, but my mother still hasn't come out. This is a bit strange. Could it be that my mother really wants to hide from me?
Want to stay in the toilet for one night?
Alas, it seems that the time has not come, so I'd better say it, so as not to affect the mother-son relationship and there will be no possibility in the future.
It was not until I recalled the first time I realized that my mother used hot water to soak her hands. My mother worked hard for half a lifetime and had a layer of calluses on her hands. She was afraid that it would hurt me if it was too hard. She went to the bathroom to soak her hot water for about ten minutes before she came out.
Just as I got up and was about to tell my mother that she didn't want to forget it first, my mother pushed the door and looked at me sitting up. She was stunned for a moment, thinking that I would be unable to bear it and go to the bathroom to find her.
Then I was asked to go to bed. Maybe I was mentally prepared. My mother looked at my iron rod. Although her face turned red, she still touched it with her hands.
But unlike what I imagined, the pleasure did not come, but it hurts so much. Oh, mom, be gentle, it's going to break
It was shocked to my mother. It was obvious that it was my first time to get into the concept of using hands.
I got out of bed and found the lubricant I just bought and told my mother that this is lubricating. You can apply some of my cock, otherwise it will be too dry and it will hurt.
It deserves it, forget it hurts. As he said, my mother still took the lubricant
Then, my mother may feel something is wrong. OK, even my mother dares to calculate, even if you are sure, will your mother agree to you tonight?
Hehe, I smiled and didn't hide it. Mom, I've been so suffocating for the past two days, so you'll vent your anger for my son
People are venting their anger, but when you are venting your yang energy, right?
After this little episode, the atmosphere became lively, and my mother was not as disgusted as before.
But I still asked me to close my eyes and not to peek. Although I agreed with my mouth, my eyes grew on myself after all.
Mom, you hold the root and eggs of my cock with one hand, and wrap the other hand around my glans. Don't put it on the foreskin. Oh, yes, I'm still tender, it hurts to rub it directly
Ah, yes, start to slow down, try to pull the eggs gently, ah, ah, my mother is helping me masturbate, the double stimulation of psychology and physiology makes me scream
Mom holds my eggs and cock, and under my command, it is slow or fast, sometimes I will hold it in circles with my hands. Soon, I will spray out
Ah, mom, hurry up, I'm going to cum
Hearing that I was about to ejaculate, my mother quickly pulled a towel that had been prepared and covered it on my cock, then accelerated to rub it.
Ah, mom, I've ejaculated, don't let go, wipe it back, right back... Ah,
Ah, mom, just keep it like this for a while
I lay on the bed and gasped. Although I had just finished ejaculation, my hardness still remained unabated. My mother still kept her gesture just now and rubbed her foreskin hard for me to backwards.
Is it OK? My mother has never said a word throughout the whole process, and this is the first sentence that my mother has since started
OK. I ejaculated a lot today. Although I was covered with a towel, there was still a lot of it on the bed, and my mother's hands were even more sticky.
I was so tired, I was lying on the bed without moving, the quilt still covered my upper body, I closed my eyes and heard my mother go to the bathroom
Soon my mother came out again, took the towel and wiped it carefully for me. Seeing that you were making it everywhere, you were going to change your quilt and cover it again, why didn’t you say anything? Is it silent now when I said so much just now?
Mom joked with me
Mom, I'm so tired
Then I'll change the bed sheets and quilt covers tomorrow morning, you can rest early
Mom, thank you, I looked at Mom and said sincerely
Little kid, have you planned everything on the road? Everything is ready? You have made up your mind to listen to you tonight, right?
In fact, my mother was not completely right. Lubricant was indeed part of my plan, and even an important part, but it was not used here. It was the day it was used up!
(You can guess what role it will play next?)
I thought that I couldn't be impatient based on my mother's personality, and I had to let my mother vent my venting on me inadvertently. This would not make my mother alert and resist.
But as time goes by, the popularity will also decrease. Will you miss the opportunity to stir up the cold rice?
No, no, no, it takes an opportunity to let mothers take the initiative to recall what they said, recognize and take action, so that the resistance will be minimized and there will be no feeling of being forced.
So I got off work early this day and told my mother... Mom, a colleague asked me to go out for fun today, and I will come back later
OK, drink less wine and come back early. Remember what you promised me last time, don't be allowed to mess around outside.
I know, mom, I'm not a child anymore
In this way, without me reminding me, my mother remembered what she said, and then she followed the steps.
I found a clean bar and had some wine. The clean bar is not as noisy as in the bar, I still like it more.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, I went out to take a taxi and went home to implement the plan
After getting off the bus, I bought a bottle of lubricant in the roadside self-service cabin. It was smaller and it won't last long.
As soon as I got home, my mother moved when she heard the news and kept smelling it at me. I did nothing now, so I followed your instructions!
My mother blushed and pushed me to take a shower, smelling of wine!
When I finished taking a shower and returned to the bed, my mother was already sitting on the bed, playing with her phone, and she could tell that she was a little nervous as if she knew what would happen next
Seeing that I came out, my mother put down her cell phone and turned off the lights and went to bed quickly. She finally stopped working overtime and came back so late!
There is no way, the friendship between colleagues also needs to be maintained
When I got to bed, my mother turned off the lights, as if as long as the lights turned off quickly enough, nothing would happen.
Both of them were silent and everyone knew exactly what might happen next
In the end, I broke the silence
mom?
Yes, it took a few seconds before my mother responded to me
Mom, I'm a little swollen!
Mom turned her back to me and kept silent
Mom, I feel uncomfortable. I tried to grab my mother's hand and slowly touched it, giving my mother enough time to think. I am afraid that if I suddenly stretch out my hand, I will scare my mother.
The moment I grabbed my mother's hand, my mother struggled slightly, and then I held the back of my mother's hand and inserted my fingers through the gaps of my mother's fingers, firmly grasping my mother's hand
Mom, I feel so uncomfortable. You touch it, how hard
I grabbed my mother's hand and placed it on my hot iron rod through her underwear. My mother felt the temperature and her hand bounced back, but it was useless under my control.
After adapting for a while, I pulled off my underwear, leaked my cock, and pressed my mother's hand on my cock. My mother's resistance was no longer as strong as before.
Good mother, help me, I feel so uncomfortable. I make a pity.
Son, please let me go first and wait for me to wash my hands
I know my mother loves to be clean, and now my mother promises me that I can't press on every step, otherwise it will backfire.
I let go of my mother's hand, and my mother pulled her hand back and went to the toilet, and then there was a rustling sound of water.
Two minutes have passed, it's okay, I understand, I need more time to accept it
Six minutes passed, the sound of water was gone in the toilet, my mother hadn't come out yet, it was okay, it took more time to prepare for the first time
Ten minutes have passed, but my mother still hasn't come out. This is a bit strange. Could it be that my mother really wants to hide from me?
Want to stay in the toilet for one night?
Alas, it seems that the time has not come, so I'd better say it, so as not to affect the mother-son relationship and there will be no possibility in the future.
It was not until I recalled the first time I realized that my mother used hot water to soak her hands. My mother worked hard for half a lifetime and had a layer of calluses on her hands. She was afraid that it would hurt me if it was too hard. She went to the bathroom to soak her hot water for about ten minutes before she came out.
Just as I got up and was about to tell my mother that she didn't want to forget it first, my mother pushed the door and looked at me sitting up. She was stunned for a moment, thinking that I would be unable to bear it and go to the bathroom to find her.
Then I was asked to go to bed. Maybe I was mentally prepared. My mother looked at my iron rod. Although her face turned red, she still touched it with her hands.
But unlike what I imagined, the pleasure did not come, but it hurts so much. Oh, mom, be gentle, it's going to break
It was shocked to my mother. It was obvious that it was my first time to get into the concept of using hands.
I got out of bed and found the lubricant I just bought and told my mother that this is lubricating. You can apply some of my cock, otherwise it will be too dry and it will hurt.
It deserves it, forget it hurts. As he said, my mother still took the lubricant
Then, my mother may feel something is wrong. OK, even my mother dares to calculate, even if you are sure, will your mother agree to you tonight?
Hehe, I smiled and didn't hide it. Mom, I've been so suffocating for the past two days, so you'll vent your anger for my son
People are venting their anger, but when you are venting your yang energy, right?
After this little episode, the atmosphere became lively, and my mother was not as disgusted as before.
But I still asked me to close my eyes and not to peek. Although I agreed with my mouth, my eyes grew on myself after all.
Mom, you hold the root and eggs of my cock with one hand, and wrap the other hand around my glans. Don't put it on the foreskin. Oh, yes, I'm still tender, it hurts to rub it directly
Ah, yes, start to slow down, try to pull the eggs gently, ah, ah, my mother is helping me masturbate, the double stimulation of psychology and physiology makes me scream
Mom holds my eggs and cock, and under my command, it is slow or fast, sometimes I will hold it in circles with my hands. Soon, I will spray out
Ah, mom, hurry up, I'm going to cum
Hearing that I was about to ejaculate, my mother quickly pulled a towel that had been prepared and covered it on my cock, then accelerated to rub it.
Ah, mom, I've ejaculated, don't let go, wipe it back, right back... Ah,
Ah, mom, just keep it like this for a while
I lay on the bed and gasped. Although I had just finished ejaculation, my hardness still remained unabated. My mother still kept her gesture just now and rubbed her foreskin hard for me to backwards.
Is it OK? My mother has never said a word throughout the whole process, and this is the first sentence that my mother has since started
OK. I ejaculated a lot today. Although I was covered with a towel, there was still a lot of it on the bed, and my mother's hands were even more sticky.
I was so tired, I was lying on the bed without moving, the quilt still covered my upper body, I closed my eyes and heard my mother go to the bathroom
Soon my mother came out again, took the towel and wiped it carefully for me. Seeing that you were making it everywhere, you were going to change your quilt and cover it again, why didn’t you say anything? Is it silent now when I said so much just now?
Mom joked with me
Mom, I'm so tired
Then I'll change the bed sheets and quilt covers tomorrow morning, you can rest early
Mom, thank you, I looked at Mom and said sincerely
Little kid, have you planned everything on the road? Everything is ready? You have made up your mind to listen to you tonight, right?
In fact, my mother was not completely right. Lubricant was indeed part of my plan, and even an important part, but it was not used here. It was the day it was used up!
(You can guess what role it will play next?)
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