Want Revenge？then Be Reborn as the Son of Your Enemy
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Chapter 35: I became a baby?
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 35: I became a baby? - 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
“Hmm ... ah ... ah...”
I heard a lingering and passionate moan in my ears. I turned my head and almost exploded!
Xiao Jing, with a flushed face, was lying beside me. Her eyes were full of spring. She twisted her waist like a wanton prostitute. A young man with oily hair and powdered face was pressing on her body. His hands reached into her half-removed clothes and were wantonly caressing her towering breasts.
“Hehe ... wife, you have become bigger here again...”
“No ... ah, don’t be so hard...”
The shameless adulterer and adulteress dared to flirt so unscrupulously in front of me. I was furious and couldn’t help but yelled out...
“Woo ... wah...”
A loud baby cry sounded and echoed in the spacious room. I was stunned for a moment and was shocked to find that the cry was actually made by myself!
What’s going on?
My brain was in a mess. I opened my mouth to scream, but all I could hear was a louder cry, as if my lips and tongue had lost the ability to speak.
Xiao Jing had to push the greasy-haired young man away, and hurriedly picked me up and held me in her arms.
“Good boy ... good boy ... don’t cry...” She coaxed me softly while gently rocking my body. It felt like I was on a boat, floating in the air, and it seemed like I would fall down at any time.
I was scared and couldn’t help crying even louder.
“Son ... is he hungry?” The greasy-haired young man looked at me and said, his expression seemed a little unhappy.
“It’s possible!” Xiao Jing hurriedly picked up the full bottle of milk from the bedside table, and without asking for my opinion, she stuffed the nipple into my mouth without authorization. A familiar stream of milk flowed into my throat along my tongue.
I had no choice but to swallow it in big gulps.
“I really don’t understand. Your milk supply is obviously increasing. Why don’t you feed it to your son?” The greasy-haired young man pointed at Xiaojing’s chest and said with a puzzled look on his face.
I looked at it from the side, and sure enough! Xiaojing’s clothes were wet in two large areas, and her round and upright breasts were faintly visible.
“Have you forgotten Master Yun’s warning?” Xiao Jing said unhappily, “I absolutely cannot breastfeed my son ... As long as the important parts of the body are exposed, it will awaken his subconscious memory of “that person”...”