Chapter 16: Semen shot on mother’s face

“You are not allowed to eat at noon”

My mother’s angry voice came from outside the house.

I sat on the chair and smiled, knowing that this was my mother’s angry words to scare me, and I couldn’t take it seriously.

I picked up the phone in the corner, closed the page of mother-son incest, and opened WeChat with a happy mood to tease Jiang Yue a few words...

When it was time for lunch, I was nervous and cautiously lying at the door and poked my head out for a long time, but I didn’t see my mother. As soon as I straightened up and came out of the bedroom, I saw my mother coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of rice. After seeing me, she snorted coldly, and didn’t care about me anymore, sitting on the sofa and eating.

I ran to the kitchen to get a bowl of rice, then took a pair of chopsticks and returned to the living room. Seeing that my mother had a cold face and ignored me, I flattered with a playful smile: “Mom”

“Humph”

My mother snorted coldly, didn’t even look at me, and just ate in small bites.

“Hehe”

I giggled, sat opposite my mother, ate a mouthful of rice, and then naturally stretched out my chopsticks to pick up the dishes. Unexpectedly, my mother glared at me and moved all the plates to her side.

I was stunned for a moment, then giggled twice, and stretched out my chopsticks to pick up another dish. Unexpectedly, my mother stretched out her chopsticks and pushed my chopsticks aside, snorting coldly: “Eat your rice”

“Ah? How can I eat without dishes?”

My chopsticks were stretched in the air, and I looked depressed.

“Why can’t I eat without dishes?”

“How can I eat without dishes? Or you eat one and let me see”

“Shut up”

I quickly closed my mouth, looked at my mother eagerly, and then looked at the braised pork on the plate, my face was full of wanting to eat.

Seeing that I was defeated, my mother was very proud, and she swung my beautiful feet, which made me dry my mouth. Noticing that my eyes were wrong, my mother immediately put her feet down and glared at me fiercely.

I quickly looked away, pretending to be indifferent, and complained in a low voice: “What’s wrong with giving me two bites?”

“I want to eat”

My mother looked at me with interest and asked with a smile.

I quickly nodded and said: “I want to eat”

Who knew that as soon as I finished speaking, my mother’s face changed immediately, and her face was cold: “Then will you dare to do it in the future?”

As soon as I heard what my mother asked, I understood what she meant, so I simply closed my mouth and didn’t say anything. Compared with the future sexual happiness, I think these two bites of braised pork are not necessary.

Seeing that I was pretending to be deaf and dumb again, my mother stared at me angrily: “Just starve you to death”

After that, my mother picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth, staring at me and chewing hard, which scared me and I didn’t dare to resist.

So, I stared at the braised pork on the table, slurping the tasteless white rice, while my mother ate the braised pork and stir-fried broccoli with relish, and from time to time she would pick up a piece of braised pork to tempt me.

For a while.

I suddenly said, “Mom, aren’t you losing weight?”

At this moment, the air seemed to be still, and my mother’s chopsticks that were stretched into the braised pork plate did not move. She looked at me, then at the braised pork, then pursed her rosy lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly stretched back the chopsticks.

And I was waiting for this moment. As soon as my mother stretched back her chopsticks, I immediately grabbed the plate, picked it up and poured it into the bowl.

“You...”

My mother was surprised and reacted immediately, but she couldn’t stop me. She watched me pour the remaining braised pork into the bowl. She stared at me with gritted teeth and cursed: “Gu Xiaonuan, you are so shameless”

“Hehe”

I smiled, lowered my head and began to eat voraciously. It was the time for growth, and the digestion was fast. My stomach had been crying with hunger for a long time.

In the end, my mother couldn’t stand it anymore. She knocked on the edge of my bowl with chopsticks and scolded: “Are you a starving ghost reincarnated? Why don’t you choke to death?”

I raised my head and laughed foolishly: “I won’t choke to death. I will never get tired of the braised pork you make.”

While responding, I also flattered my mother.

My mother covered her forehead with her bare hands, glanced at me with lowered eyebrows, and turned her face to the other side. It was obvious that she was speechless to me.

While I was eating the rice in the bowl, I mumbled: “Mom, the braised pork you made is so delicious.”

Mom looked at me with a bad face: “Eating can’t stop your mouth.”

“It can be stopped, it can be stopped.”

I smiled awkwardly, lowered my head and continued to eat...

After a while, my mother finished the last mouthful of rice in the bowl, put down the bowl, wiped her mouth and went back to the bedroom, and I

went to the kitchen to get another bowl of rice, and ate it until I was full.

As the saying goes, when you are full and warm, you will think of lust, not to mention that I am energetic and don’t know what moderation is. Sitting on the sofa, my mind is full of my mother’s figure, fantasizing about fucking my mother hard on the sofa.

Looking at the shallow traces of my mother sitting on the sofa just now, my mother’s plump buttocks immediately appeared in my mind, covered by the loose light white home skirt, twisting when she walked, that look is simply aphrodisiac for me.

Reaching out to the place where my mother just sat, a trace of greedy lust flashed in my eyes, and I gently stroked the soft sofa, just like stroking my mother’s fat buttocks. I looked in the direction of my mother’s bedroom. I hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn’t help but lie on the sofa, with my face arched on the place where my mother just sat.

I sniffed deeply, and a faint fragrance penetrated my nostrils, feeling like arching on my mother’s buttocks, stimulating my heart all the time.

But this couldn’t satisfy me. I got up and tiptoed to the door of my mother’s bedroom. I leaned against the crack of the door and pricked up my ears to listen. There was no movement. I guess my mother had fallen asleep.

Every noon, my mother would take a nap. This is a habit she has developed over the years as a teacher. Sleeping for more than an hour at noon can keep her energetic for five to six hours in the afternoon, so my mother usually asks me to take a nap at noon, but I can’t sleep most of the time at noon. As for now, I am even less in the mood to take a nap, and my mind is full of covetousness for my mother.

After all, mom and dad sleep in the same bed at night, so I dare not have any thoughts. Only at noon, when mom sleeps alone, can I have some opportunities to realize the dirty thoughts in my heart.

I grabbed the door handle and carefully pulled it to the bottom, trying not to make any noise, and my attention was unprecedentedly focused. After slowly opening a crack in the door, I finally saw my mother’s figure, lying on her side on the bed, with two white legs folded and crossed, without any movement.

I pushed the crack of the door open little by little to the extent that I could go in sideways, with my eyes on my mother, always paying attention to her reaction. In order to prevent my feet from making noises, I took off my shoes and walked barefoot.

Finally, in my extremely nervous situation, I quietly walked into my mother’s bedroom.

I walked carefully to my mother’s bedside step by step, looking at my mother lying on the bed, I swallowed deeply, and my heartbeat accelerated as if it was about to jump out.

I saw my mother’s long black hair scattered messily on one side of the pillow, her red lips slightly opened and she was breathing softly. Because of her side-lying posture, the neckline of her loose home skirt was wide open, revealing her fair and slender neck and delicate collarbone.

Her full breasts did not sag because she was lying on her side, but were still so round and perky, making a close-fitting vest bulge.

My mother was covered with a summer blanket that just covered her hips, so no matter how I changed my perspective, I couldn’t see her plump buttocks. Instead, her pair of slender and white legs were crossed and placed horizontally on the bed, with her knees slightly bent forward, which was visible at a glance. Her legs showed a soft curve, which was extremely attractive.