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Sleepwalking Mom

Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen

Chapter 36: Love House

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 36: Love House - 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  

“Because she’s my mother.” In fact, I am like my mother in my heart. I am more opposed to kissing. I always feel that if I don’t love someone very much, it is difficult to kiss her.

This is like a prostitute in a nightclub. Although you can play with her as you like with money, the other party will rarely accept the kissing behavior of the client.

“Mom, I love you very much. I only want to kiss you.”

The words turned into actions. I hugged my mother’s hands and tightened them again.

My mouth kissed my mother’s mouth again, and my burning tongue pushed open my mother’s lips. My tongue swept around and sucked the sweet saliva in my mother’s mouth. I have to say that my mother’s saliva is really sweet and delicious. This may be related to her frequent cleaning and brushing.

Until the saliva in my mother’s mouth was all eaten by me, I began to pick up my mother’s tongue and kiss her. My mother’s small mouth is not big, and the space inside cannot accommodate the hot tongues of both of us for a while.

In addition, my mother’s panting became heavier. My mother was emotional at this time. The rising desire made her and I stick closer.

So we both stuck out our tongues, put our heads together and licked each other. The collision of the tongue tips made a smacking sound of saliva from time to time. The thick liquid secreted by the tongues kept flowing into the mouths of both parties, and some flowed down the tongue tips to my mother’s chin.

But I didn’t want to waste every drop of my mother’s juice, so my tongue licked along my mother’s chin. When the tongue left my mother’s face, it pulled out a line of lust, and dripped onto my mother’s chest. I could see it clearly at this time.

After the baptism of the light rain just now, my mother’s shirt was slightly wet and stuck to her snow-white upper body skin. Through the white shirt, you can see the purple bra inside. This is a purple bra with lace trim. Each side is only half the size of a palm, which can only barely hold my mother’s two big breasts, and even the upper areola is about to be exposed.

What a sexy mother, a half-naked mature woman stimulated me to quickly take off my shirt, and then hugged my mother tightly and fell on the bed together.

My mother screamed “Oh” when I pressed her under me. The female scream reminded me to put my mouth on her small mouth again. My upper body was naked now, and I was very close to her breasts. I enjoyed squeezing her breasts with my upper body, and my tongue also opened her panting lips, and we started to have an exciting French kiss.

My mother was pressed under me, and her breasts were squeezed into various shapes by my chest. This kind of grinding that was almost flesh to flesh also increased her desire. Her breasts were very close, and I could feel her heartbeat getting faster and faster. The passionate mother kissed me fiercely with her tongue, and her hands also held my shoulders.

As soon as she exerted force, I was turned over, and she pressed on me. I like to roll with my mother on the bed, so I hugged her and she hugged me. We kept rolling over and over on the big soft bed. From beginning to end, my mother and I never left each other’s mouths.

Until my mother was kissed so soft and weak, I pressed her under me again. Her little face was red, her eyes were watery and she looked at me. Her body was very hot. I knew she must want it.

I didn’t hesitate, stretched out my hand and pulled off her thin shirt, revealing her sexy purple bra. The bra only covered her upper areola, revealing a white and plump breast.

Under my mother’s instruction, I can now take off the bra very skillfully. Look, my hand moved and my mother’s bra was thrown on the ground.

Breaking free from the restraint of the bra, my mother’s breasts became bigger, and they stood up to form a beautiful arc.

I found that my mother’s breasts seemed to have grown a lot bigger than two years ago. Maybe it was the result of my playing with them. No matter what, I’d better enjoy it first.

I stretched out a hand and held it, then lowered my head and pressed it against it. My mother’s breasts were beautiful in shape and elastic. I couldn’t let go of them.

The fragrance of milk kept coming into my nose, and I stretched out my tongue to lick it.

I licked my mother’s nipples along the base of her breasts. My mother’s breasts were very white and plump, and I could see several green meridians on her breasts.

I learned the playing postures I saw in the movies before, and kept teasing my mother’s nipples with the tip of my tongue. I was not satisfied with just using my mouth, so I stretched out a hand to pinch my mother’s other nipple.

My mother’s emotions were getting stronger when I licked her. She raised her upper body and kept catering to me. For a while, she kept making “um, ah, oh” panting sounds.

My mother’s nipples were hardened by my teasing, standing on her breasts like ripe grapes. I thought it was almost done, so I licked down along her body, first licking her belly button, and my mother trembled with the licking.

Then I went down to my mother’s lower abdomen. I rubbed it with my hands. My mother’s abdomen was very soft, without the fat that is common in middle-aged people. I put my face against it lovingly. I knew that this place was where I had been.

“Mom, thank you, thank you for being pregnant with me, thank you for giving birth to me. I want to be mother and son with you forever.”

I looked into my mother’s eyes and said to her like a child with a childlike innocence.

“Well, my good son. Thank you, thank you, thank you for not only being a good son, but also for letting me taste the taste of love.”

My mother also looked at me and answered me shyly but firmly.

The love between mother and son is not only physical, but also spiritual.

She is my high and mighty mother, but now I am hugging her. This forbidden passion makes me a little unbearable. I grabbed my mother’s thighs, grabbed the edge of her skirt along her thighs and lifted it up.

I don’t know why, I don’t want to take off her skirt. I like to see my mother’s short skirt hanging on her body and being fucked by me. The lifted skirt was lifted up by my hands and placed on her waist.

 
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