My Persistent Love for My Mother
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 45: Mom helps me with homework
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 45: Mom helps me with homework - Looking at those beautiful legs and the perky buttocks, I couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like if I hugged my mother from behind and rubbed my penis between her legs or between her buttocks. As I thought about it, the penis under my crotch gradually became hard, and a bulge appeared in my loose sweatpants. I really wanted to reach out and ravage her hard, but I didn't have the courage to do so. In my eyes, my mother is a noble and inviolable existence.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
“Which other questions do you not understand?”
After explaining the last question, Mom simply moved a chair and sat next to me.
“This one, this one, and this one”
I absentmindedly pointed at a few questions that I didn’t understand. Mom glanced at them and immediately slapped my head, mocking me unhappily: “You can’t even answer such simple questions, how can you get full marks in the exam?”
After being hit by Mom, my fighting spirit was instantly reduced by half. I sighed dejectedly and drooped my head.
Thinking of the bet with Mom, I could go back home if I got full marks in the exam. I felt even more depressed. I should have known better and not tried to show off. Why did I get full marks in math? I don’t know where I got the courage last time.
Seeing this, my mother cleared her throat and her tone became a little gentler. She encouraged me by saying, “Don’t be discouraged. Science is your strong point. As long as you work hard, you will definitely succeed.”
“It’s not a liberal arts subject. You can succeed by reading and memorizing more. If you don’t know how to do science, you won’t know how to do it. What’s the point of working hard?”
I frowned and replied in a discouraged manner.
My mother frowned at me and said, “You haven’t even taken the exam yet, but you’ve already backed down.”
I rubbed my face hard and tried to refute, “No.”
It was just that the lack of confidence in my words was obvious.
Mom put the towel on the side of the table, adjusted her sitting position, faced me, and slowly said: “Mathematics does have a certain relationship with talent, but it is not absolute. Have you ever seen anyone who doesn’t like to study get a high score?”
“Yes”
“Who”
“Jiang Yueyue, she doesn’t study as hard as I do”
Mom raised her eyebrows and asked: “Anyone else?”
I thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that there was no one else in my memory. Among the people I know, except Jiang Yueyue, they are all very hardworking.
Seeing that I couldn’t answer for a long time, my mother said without question: “So, talented people only account for a very small part, and they also work hard. Those who don’t work hard but have good grades may just be because you don’t see their silent efforts and hard work behind them? They study late at night, while you are sleeping soundly. How can the test scores be the same?” After listening to my mother, I nodded thoughtfully, and my heart instantly became more balanced. It is correct that the effort and reward are proportional. I didn’t work hard, so my grades were naturally bad. Others worked hard after class, so their grades were not bad, and I had nothing to be jealous of.
After my mother’s guidance, I suddenly felt that my confidence in getting full marks was back. I felt relaxed and thought of the words on the Internet. I smiled and said, “So, this is quietly working hard and then surprising everyone.”
My mother was slightly stunned when she heard it, and nodded in agreement: “That’s right. Only by working hard can you have the opportunity to surprise everyone.”
Then, my mother added impatiently: “So if you want to get full marks, you have to practice more questions and work harder.”
When I heard this, my face fell immediately. Studying is really a headache.
“Look at the questions”
Seeing those questions that I had no idea about, I suddenly lost confidence, so I asked tentatively: “Mom, how about lowering your score when you go home”
“Bang”
Unexpectedly, my mother slammed the table and shouted: “Gu Xiaonuan! Are you done yet? It’s so difficult to get a perfect score”
“Well...”
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