Chapter 1 Lost husband

I have a beautiful face and a proud figure. I once had a very sweet and happy relationship and marriage, but an unfortunate thing made me a widow and a single mother

My husband and I were in love freely. We had already fallen in love when we were in college and we had secretly tasted the forbidden fruit. After graduating from college, I married my husband who had been working for two years and had my own home. The next year, I gave birth to our son Xiaoyu, and life became sweeter and happier.

My husband and I have a good relationship. Not only does my husband love me very much, but he is also strong and has very good energy. This is undoubtedly a kind of happiness for me who is more lustful. My husband is also very obsessed with my body. We have sex very frequently. We have sex almost every day. If my husband is on a business trip for a few days, he will work harder to have sex with me after returning home, even two to three times a night, and it seems that he has to make up for these days.

The second year after my son was born, my husband, who had a certain foundation, started a company with a few friends. After more than a year of hard work, the company had already reached a certain scale. My husband became the boss of the company with his own ability and owned the largest shares in the company. I also focused on taking care of my son at home and became a full-time housewife. I took care of my family and my son wholeheartedly every day after my husband returned home. Every day, I gave him warmth and love, and enjoyed the joy of sex in my husband's arms at night.

At that time, life was both happy and happy. My husband and I fell in love with each other. My son was healthy and lively. Our life also changed a lot. We moved from the original commercial housing into the villa. I drove my son to the kindergarten every day, went to the market to buy vegetables and organize housework, and regularly exercise and beauty. I no longer busy and worried about my future life. The savings at home are endless in this life, and it is still increasing year by year.

As my son grew up, our lives became more relaxed and happy. My husband's company has been large enough. He has deposited tens of millions in the bank. My husband doesn't have to work hard every day like before. He doesn't have to deal with many things himself. He also has more time to be with me. Our feelings and passion are the same as when we were in love back then. We have time to stick together. Because the mental and psychological pressure is not that great, my husband's energy has become more intense, and my sexual desire seems to be stronger than in the first few years.

Just when we were living the happiest life, a sudden change caused me to collapse

My husband encountered an accident during a business trip. When I heard this unexpected news, I suddenly felt that the sky had fallen and fainted at that time

After dealing with my husband's funeral, something that was even more overwhelming in front of me. After my husband passed away, everything in the company fell on me. I had no job for several years. I couldn't figure out the business in my husband's company, and I couldn't manage such a large company.

After several days of consideration, I gathered a few friends who I invested in with my husband. I explained my considerations to them and decided to hand over the company to them for management. I also decided to transfer all my husband's shares to them. They were also very embarrassed because the company is now very large, and my husband owns more than 50% of the company's shares, and they cannot buy them all.

After discussion, I finally gave me part of my husband's stock to them. The company was managed by the person who held the most shares. I kept the remaining stocks as a shareholder. I did not participate in the management of the company. I just attended several shareholder meetings every year and distributed dividends to the benefits I deserved to hold the shares at the end of the year.

Handle my husband's stocks well, my deposit has become tens of millions. This is not enough to include a very considerable dividend every year in the future. Although I have no financial worries after my husband's death, I have collapsed psychologically and have been immersed in the pain of losing my husband all day. You know, my husband and I have a good relationship, especially in the past two years, I have become more loving than before. I can't accept this reality emotionally.

My mood became extremely depressed, especially when I was alone or at night, I often cried. I always think of the days I spent with my husband, the love between me and my husband, the sweet time we were together during the day, I had to take care of our son. After my husband passed away, my son became my only spiritual pillar. For my husband, I also have to take good care of my son and cultivate him into adulthood.

Although some people have advised me to find another one, I firmly refused them. After my husband passed away, I made a decision in my heart. For my husband and even for my son, I have decided to raise my son alone. I know that it is easy to find another man. I am less than thirty years old. A few years of pampering life seems younger than my actual age. What is important is that I have huge assets and can find any kind of man I want, but that is not what I want. I love my husband deeply in my heart, and we have a son. I just hope that my son can grow up happily and my son will soon go to elementary school. If I find another stepdad, it will have a great impact on his young heart. My husband has lost, I can never let my son down.

Although my son has become sensible, the child's heart will soon forget the pain for half a year. Although I gradually walked out of the pain of losing my husband, I still felt very depressed in my heart. Days are still good, but at night I can't fall asleep. Lying in bed and looking at my son sleeping in my arms, I always toss and turn, and I always think of the happy scenes when I was with my husband.

I am less than thirty years old. Whenever I think of the happy scene with my husband, I feel a hot flash all over my body. I can't help but think of the happiness when having sex with my husband. The more I feel a stir in my heart, the more I feel a fire gradually burning in my body, and the more it burns, the more it becomes, the more it becomes, the more it becomes, the more it becomes, the more it becomes, the more it becomes, the more it becomes, the more it becomes, the fire is burning, the fire of desire is burning.

Every time I can't help but rub my hands on myself. As my lust is rising, I hold my towering breasts and knead them hard. Sometimes I pinch my nipples that stand tall and stand up. I use pain to relieve the restlessness in my body. Sometimes I really can't extinguish the desire in my heart. I will take off my underwear that is already wet with vaginal fluid, press on my extremely uncomfortable panties, rub my fingers hard on my labia until I reach orgasm during masturbation.

Since my husband passed away, my son has started sleeping with me. Every night after taking a shower with my son, my mother and son play on the bed naked. My son has been very attached to me since he was a child and is very nostalgic for my plump breasts. He can reach his little hand on my breasts when he has the chance, or suck with my nipples in his mouth. It seems that he hasn't eaten enough milk. Because my son is young and ignorant, I don't care. I lie on the bed. My son's petite body is crawling on me. Sometimes I put my nipples in my mouth and suck it for a few times.

When I am alone during the day, I will always involuntarily immerse myself in my thoughts for my husband, and my emotions will become very depressed. It is my happiest moment to be with my son at this moment. At this time, I can temporarily forget the pain of losing my husband. I put my hands on my son who was lying on my body, stroked my son's back and little butt, kissed my son's delicate little face, and touched my son's delicate skin to make me happy.

I often touch my son's white and tender cock and balls like little bugs, like every mother, and even kiss my son's little cock. My son seems to like me to touch his little cock. He always opens his calves and lets me caress him. When I touch my little fingers, I often feel hard. Sometimes my son sits on my chest and plays with me. The little bug-like cock is in front of my chin, and I can't help but hold my son's little cock and balls in my mouth and kiss her.

My son was lying in my arms when he was sleeping, and his little hands always grabbed my breasts. In my sleep, my little hands often grabbed my breasts and squeezed them a few times. Sometimes my little hands directly grabbed my nipples and kneaded my husband for more than half a year. Sometimes when my son grabbed my nipples and kneaded my sleep, a strange feeling would come from my nipples. I quickly felt a burst of heat in my body. My breasts have not been touched by men for more than half a year. My husband used to like to touch them the most.My plump and towering breasts, even when I fell asleep, I often grabbed my breasts with one hand. Although this is my son's little hand, it still gives me a strange feeling. Sometimes I will grab my son's little hand and rub it on my breasts. When I feel the strange pleasure, when my body is restless, I will hold my son tightly in my arms, clamp one leg between my thighs, rub and rub and grind my son's calves with my labia full of vaginal fluid, and enjoy the pleasure and reach orgasm in my imagination

Sometimes my son lie on my body for a while, and his two little hands grabbed my breasts and fell asleep. At this time, I quietly let my son lie on my body to sleep. I touched my son's delicate little butt with one hand, enjoying the feeling of being pressed by the body. Sometimes my body is hot, I spread my legs and clamped my son's legs in the middle, rubbed my labia with my son's calves, and experienced that pleasure while rubbing my son's delicate skin.

My son is still young and doesn't know anything. He was naughty and slept very hard one night, so he didn't respond to my actions at all. Sometimes I was in a state of indulgence. I would grab my son's little hand and put it on my labia and rub it. Although I also felt pleasure when masturbating myself, the pleasure brought to me by my son's little hand was much stronger. In the heat of desire, I even put my son's little hand into my vagina. Whenever I was at this time, my pleasure was extremely strong and I could often reach orgasm very quickly.

Every few days, when my lust is high, I will play this little game to satisfy my desires. I will also caress my son's little cock when he is sleeping. My son's little cock is still small, just like a small candy, although it is small, but it will also react under my touch. Sometimes I gently rub it with my hands and it will become hard. I often put my son's little cock into my mouth, holding it in my mouth like a small candy, and then rub it with my hands and climax. I always hold my son tightly in my arms and enter my dream with the satisfaction in my heart.

Once, my son was sleeping very well. I was in a state of lust but couldn't sleep. Every time during the ovulation period, my desire was very strong. While touching my son's little cock, I rubbed my labia with one hand. My son's little cock slowly hardened while I rubbed it, and my desire became even higher. I held my son in my arms and clamped his legs with my thighs. During the rub, I unconsciously hugged my son on his body and lying on the bed.My son's petite body is lying on me in my arms. I lifted my legs and clamped my son's petite body between my thighs. My son's little face is lying on my stomach. My little butt is sandwiched between my thighs. My legs are clamped with my son's petite body and swaying, and squirming his butt up and down. He rubbed his thighs and belly with his labia full of semen. I closed my eyes and felt the pleasure of my son's tender skin rubbing on his labia.

Suddenly, a hard little thing pressed on my labia, and my body shook suddenly, and a long-lost pleasure spread from my labia all over my body

I suddenly opened my eyes and woke up. It was my son's little cock. Suddenly, the one pressed on my labia was the little cock that my son was rubbed hard. A stream of vaginal fluid poured out of my vagina for more than half a year. My labia had never been touched by anything except my hands and my son's calves. Although my son's little cock was very small, like a little finger, the real touch made me strongly shock. I had no consciousness at that time. I instinctively pushed my legs upwards, lifted my butt off the bed, and pressed my labia upwards on my son's body. In this position, my son's little cock was just pressing on my labia.

I shook, and while my body was shaking, my son's little cock was pressing on my labia one by one, and bursts of pleasure radiated from the labia minora to my body. Because my labia minora was filled with vaginal fluid, it became smooth and greasy. My son's little cock slid on the labia minora a few times and actually slipped into the middle of the two labia minora. My body trembled suddenly, and a stream of vagina contracted violently and flowed out. The labia minora twitched and sucked on my son's little cock

At this moment, my lust became even higher, and the pleasure became extremely strong. After shaking for more than ten times, I actually reached orgasm with violent trembling. This time, the climax came extremely strong. The vaginal fluid kept flowing out of my vagina and flowing down my butt to the bed.

From then on, every few days, after my son fell asleep, I would kiss my son's little cock with my mouth. When my son's little cock became hard, I gently hugged my son on myself and used my son's little fingers to slide between my labia. Every time I hugged my son to sleep with satisfaction after orgasm.