Want Revenge？then Be Reborn as the Son of Your Enemy
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 16: Let the call girl call Dad
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 16: Let the call girl call Dad - The mother was teased continuously, and the latent desires of the middle-aged woman were aroused little by little, but she didn't know that all this was secretly planned by her son... In the dark night, when her desire was rising, she didn't notice that her son's greedy eyes were staring at her...
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
It was a Saturday night, and Dad came home later than any other day. He walked into the house drunkenly at nearly eleven o’clock. Strictly speaking, he didn’t “walk” in by himself, but was half-carried and half-carried by the driver. From a distance, one could smell the strong smell of alcohol on him!
“You, why are you drunk again?” Mom frowned slightly, complaining and scolding Dad while carefully loosening his tie and coat for him.
Daddy was drunk and looked at mom with a smile, mumbling incoherently: “I’m not drunk ... I just drank a little ... Wife, why ... why don’t you ... stand still? I think ... I think you are drunk...”
Mom shook her head helplessly, suddenly stopped at me, and said angrily: “Son, why are you standing there in a daze? Come and help me, help your dad to the bed?”
I agreed, walked over and lifted up Daddy’s body with all my strength, and with the help of Mom, I slowly and laboriously moved him to the bedroom ... After a few steps, I had an idea in my mind...
Now, isn’t it a good opportunity to put it into practice?
Dad was placed on the bed, stripped down to only a pair of shorts, and fell asleep with his head against a big pillow. Mom pondered for a moment, and asked me to bring a basin of hot water from the kitchen. She wrung out a hot towel herself, wiped Dad’s face first, and then helped him wipe his whole body...
I watched carefully from the side, and noticed that when Mom’s hand wiped her crotch, her face flushed slightly, and her breathing became a little rapid. She subconsciously glanced at me, winked, and signaled that I could “leave”...
Damn, that penis is obviously impotent, I really don’t understand why Mom still lingers on it? If you want to be free and happy, your son has a big penis here, and it has been erected for a long time for Mom’s beautiful body, but she didn’t even take a look...
I returned to the room angrily and took out a plastic bag from a hidden place, which contained a female flower handkerchief and several unopened condoms. This is the “gift” I carefully prepared. As long as I can frame him successfully, there will be a good show to watch!
Dad’s briefcase was thrown on the chair in the living room, and he didn’t have time to put it away. I hurriedly opened the bag carefully and stuffed the “gifts” into two corners, where they were neither too conspicuous nor hard to find ... After doing all this, I sat down as if nothing had happened, waiting for further developments!
After a while, my mother came out with a basin of water, looking a little tired. She wiped the sweat off her face silently, and began to tidy up the hall that was messed up by her father. The shoes, socks, coats and keys thrown all over the floor were neatly arranged. Finally, she picked up the purse...
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