Sleepwalking Mom
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 17: Soft Hands
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 17: Soft Hands - After his mother sleepwalked, the young son could not resist her temptation and had bad thoughts
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
Alas, Mom still firmly resists the idea of incest. In fact, isn’t it the same for a mother to give her son a hand job?
Forget it, let’s make an exception first, and then slowly let Mom do the full set. The lights were turned down very dim, I was naked, and my huge and erect penis shook a few times in front of Mom in a demonstration. Mom was a little shy looking at her son’s penis. After she locked the door and drew the curtains, she took a deep breath and gently held my hot penis with her cold little hands.
This moment: declare that the countless sexual dreams I had before began to come true at this moment today. After the initial gentleness and light exploration, Mom abandoned her reserved and shy mentality, and rubbed her hands quickly with soft and warm hands, and I breathed deeply.
Trying to calm the wild love in my heart, I pushed aside the hair covering Mom’s face. Mom looked at my penis very attentively. Such a beautiful mother was indescribably beautiful and mature under the dim light, as if I was back to when my mother helped me take a bath when I was a child.
But before, she was helping me to rub off the dirt, but now she is helping me to masturbate.
After more than ten minutes, the thick cock still had no intention of surrendering. Mom’s mechanical rubbing made me really not want to ejaculate. Mom also felt tired. She raised her head and rolled her eyes at me and said angrily: “Are you holding it back from Mom?”
“Mom, how could that be? You don’t let me touch you, and you don’t let me think about it. How can I be so fast?”
Mom sighed, smiled bitterly and flicked my forehead, saying: “Okay, Mom will try her best to cooperate, but you can’t go too far. Hurry up, it’s not good to hold it in your body.”
After that, Mom moved her body closer, her watery eyes were extremely tempting to shoot spring silk, and her pink little mouth kept spraying bursts of orchid fragrance to me, panting “hehe”.
Such a beautiful beauty can’t be ignored, I gently kissed her fragrant mouth, and the two of us looked at each other hotly during the kiss.
I knew that my mother had already relaxed the size as much as possible to satisfy me, so I inserted my hands from under her vacuum pajamas and held her soft and heavy breasts. When my fingers just touched her protruding buds, she trembled all over and frowned, signaling me not to touch her there. I ignored her and used my tongue to stir a few circles in her sticky and juicy mouth.
Then I swallowed her sweet and sticky saliva, making a slurping sound, which disturbed my mother’s attention. Her eyes were closed and her hand holding my cock tightened.
I looked at my mother’s chest. Her fat and trembling snow-white breasts almost jumped out. Under my hand rubbing, the nipples became as big as grapes. My mother was obviously moved by me.
I gently opened my mother’s pajamas and let the two little white rabbits bounce out freely. My mouth tightly held the fragrant tongue sent by my mother, and slammed it hard to let my mother notice that her center had been lost. My mother’s white and flawless snow-white breasts were really beautiful.
It was round and erect, without any sagging. I held it with my hands and felt it was bouncy and firm. My penis began to secrete fishy semen, and my mother’s hand was also moistened.
One set after another made my penis numb and swell, and the speed increased. The huge pleasure made me unbearable. I gently put my mother down on the bed and pressed my whole body on her. My mother looked at me confusedly, and her beautiful big eyes seemed to be about to shed tears.
She was wet and lewd, with a red face, and she showed me her shyness and extremely seductive charm in a very pretty way. I continued to want to kiss my mother, but she turned her head away and said with a giggle: “Why do you always like to kiss me? There is no sugar in my mouth. Don’t do it. It’s unhygienic.”
“Who told you to be so beautiful? If you don’t let me kiss you, I will lose my mind.”
After I said that, I broke my big cock out of my mother’s hand, moved my mother’s thighs, and pushed it hard. The soft and thin underwear couldn’t resist this fierce straight insertion, and it was concave half a centimeter. I felt that my mother was wet and hot, and her body was so comfortable that I shook my cock and was about to release it immediately. My mother was scared.
She quickly held my cock, fearing that I would really lose my mind, so she had to open her beautiful and sexy mouth, narrowed her eyes to surrender, and agreed to give up the position of her mouth.
I hugged my mother who gave birth to me, and held her towering snow-white breasts with my hands. My mother had taken off her pajamas, and her beautiful white upper body was naked. The only thing that was not taken off was her underwear.
Our naked bodies were pressed against each other, and the friction made the hot temperature rise rapidly, especially my mother, whose mouth was tightly sealed by me. Her breasts were squeezed by me, and her breath was hot. She let out a moan from her throat that no man could resist. In fact, her hands were no longer moving.
It just formed a circle to protect the underwear behind. My penis was thrusting hard and continuously. When it passed through my mother’s little hand, it suddenly hit my mother’s underwear, making a hole there and soaking it. My mother’s masturbation for me had turned into me taking the initiative to rape my mother, with only a thin pair of underwear between us.
But my powerful thrusts made my mother lose consciousness. I could see that she was also itching. If I were not her son, she would have taken off her panties and inserted my penis into her soft and tender vagina.
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