Chapter 2

The silence in the car continued, and no one spoke. Mom suddenly moved her buttocks quietly and moved my “penis” between her legs. If she escaped now, it would make everyone more embarrassed, but she didn’t want to continue to be hit by my “penis”, so she had to use this compromise.

This also made me feel relieved. Mom was almost hit by my “penis” just now.

If my mother and I had been doing this, although it would have been embarrassing, I could have restrained myself until we reached my grandmother’s house, but my father insisted on taking a shortcut.

My father turned into an old and remote road. The road was narrow and bumpy, and the car began to shake violently. Every time the wheels passed over a pothole, I could feel a strong vibration, and the people in the car also shook, which seemed particularly uncomfortable.

My mother was on my thigh, jumping up and down. Even if she held the back of the chair tightly, it was useless. If you only look at the movements, we really looked like we were having sex.

After I realized this, my penis suddenly became much bigger, and it “slipped” out of my briefs, jumped up, and pressed against my mother’s lower body.

Now there were only two thin layers of fabric between our crotch and buttocks, a thin layer of sports fabric, and a layer of translucent hollow lace.

The car was shaking more and more, and my mother’s vagina pressed tightly against my penis. The warm and full feeling made me almost ejaculate.

This is so exciting!

Mom was extremely embarrassed. Her son’s “penis” was against her most private part, and it was getting harder and hotter. It felt bigger than her husband’s. She felt strange in her heart. She didn’t dare to continue sitting on my legs, so she stood up and pretended to talk to Dad.

But the space in the car was small, how could anyone stand? Mom couldn’t even straighten her legs. She could only half-bend her knees and do a horse stance, half-bend her waist, to get out of contact with my penis.

Her buttocks were suspended in the air, slightly raised, but not too high, otherwise I would see the bottom of her skirt. Her hands were on the backrest in front, bearing most of her weight.

Mom’s posture was very tiring. She couldn’t hold on for a few minutes. Sweat soon covered her pretty face. She was breathing rapidly, her legs were shaking, her feet were soft, and she fell into my arms again.

I was already burning with desire, and suddenly I was “close” to my mother again. I was instantly excited to the extreme, and I had the urge to hug her and ravage her wantonly.

But my mind was still clear. Seeing her panic, I suddenly felt uncomfortable and sat there without moving.

The car continued to move forward with bumps. The road became more and more difficult to drive on. The car body kept shaking from side to side, as if it could deviate from the track at any time. Every bump seemed to challenge the car’s patience, and the items in the car were messed up. Despite this, Dad still controlled the steering wheel steadily, driving carefully while constantly looking at the road ahead.

Mom was limp in my arms, and my penis was still sandwiched between her legs. The whole penis was rubbing back and forth in her groin, and the glans could hit a ball of soft flesh.

I was actually in great pain. My penis was about to burst, and the hardness was definitely higher than steel. The blood rushed to my forehead and jumped “thump, thump”. I subconsciously hugged her mother tightly.

Mom’s eyes were red with anxiety, and she struggled quietly, but I held her too tightly, holding her waist, as if we were welded together, and she couldn’t move her hands. She was anxious and twisted and pinched my arms.

At this time, the car shook violently, and the glans with shorts got into the lace and hit the soft, wet and hot vagina.

“Ah!”

Mom screamed.

“Wife, what’s wrong?”

Dad was concentrating on driving and asked with his back to us.

“No ... nothing! It was too violent just now, and it hit me.”

She covered up in panic.