Want Revenge？then Be Reborn as the Son of Your Enemy
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Chapter 48: Mom gave up her dignity to save me
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 48: Mom gave up her dignity to save me - 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
My mom had obediently removed the last obstacle of her upper body, revealing her perfect and proud chest. On her naked chest, two plump and white breasts almost occupied the entire sight. Although they were not set off by the clothes, the two towering breasts hardly sagged. The crystal clear and snowy milk balls had a round curve, and looked like ripe peaches, firm, full, and full of juicy honey. It made people want to take a bite!
However, what made people even more amazed was the pair of delicate and beautiful buds on the top of the twin peaks. The color of the areola was slightly darker than I imagined, a very mature and attractive light brown. The two delicate nipples were not very big, but they were tender and protruding, like round and smooth cherries, dotted on the round and white milk melon, forming an extremely provocative and sexy picture...
I stared at them intently, without blinking, unwilling to miss any details, and a strange warm current rose in my heart, and I almost cried with emotion!
Finally ... I finally saw my mother’s breasts exposed! Looking back, as early as the age of eleven, I was full of endless fantasies about my mother’s chest, dreaming of seeing the true face of her breasts! Especially when I knew that she had never breastfed me, this desire became more and more uncontrollable, and finally turned into a crazy and perverted desire for possession!
If my mother could keep her promise to me back then, letting me appreciate and play with her breasts and satisfy my curiosity, then what would the result be? Perhaps, the memories of the “previous life” hidden in the subconscious will gradually disappear with the passage of time and will never disturb the life of this life.
However, in order to maintain the dignity of a mother, my mother regarded her chest as a “forbidden zone” for her son, and would rather break her promise than allow me to touch it ... She must not have thought that it was because of my unsatisfied curiosity that triggered my most primitive animal impulse towards her; the evil memory of the “previous life” will eventually break through the shackles of Master Yun’s talisman bottle and control the originally pure consciousness of this life...
“Bitch, all this is caused by you ... Now you have to pay the price for this painful mistake!” The boiling blood rushed to my head, I squatted down, stretched out a pair of magic hands without thinking, slowly reached towards my mother’s chest, and prepared to climb the two Everest peaks that I thought about day and night!
Mom watched my hand approaching little by little, with a nervous and flustered expression on her face. She raised her two white arms slightly, as if she wanted to protect her chest, but she finally gave in to my threatening snort and did not dare to make any obstructive moves...
I smiled triumphantly, and my palms that were raised into balls suddenly closed, holding the pair of plump breasts in one hand!
“Oh--” My palms trembled, as if an electric current passed through my palms and spread to all the blood cells in my body ... Almost at the same moment, Mom took a breath of cold air, and her body trembled as if she was electrocuted!
But I couldn’t care so much, I couldn’t help but close my eyes and experience this incomparable wonderful touch!
My mother’s breasts are so full and swollen beyond imagination. My ten fingers have been stretched to the limit, but I can only barely grasp most of the breasts. The smooth and delicate breasts are soft and crisp, and they feel heavy in my hands. Probably because of the emphasis on exercise, this pair of white and tender breasts are not the kind of looseness commonly seen in middle-aged women. Instead, they are full of youthful and healthy elasticity, which makes people want to touch them again and not let go...
“Hehe ... Being grabbed by your own son and kneading your breasts at will, this must be very embarrassing for you!” I still have the hoarse voice of Brother Zhibin in my mouth, but the tone and content of my speech are no different from my usual self.
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