Want Revenge?then Be Reborn as the Son of Your Enemy
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 53: Helping Mom Choose Underwear
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 53: Helping Mom Choose Underwear - 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 eyes stared at the fair body under the thin underwear unscrupulously, thinking to myself: “It looks best without any clothes!” But I didn’t dare to say it out loud, and said vaguely: “As long as it is worn on Mom, it will be equally beautiful!”
“But I have to choose one!” Mom smiled: “Good son, help Mom make a decision!”
My heart moved, and asked: “Are you really willing to listen to my advice?”
“Of course. I also want to see if my son has good taste!”
I said slowly: “Then, even Mom’s underwear will be decided by me, okay?”
“This...” She hesitated for a few seconds and nodded shyly.
I was refreshed, and hurriedly opened the small drawer at the bottom of the wardrobe, turned out all the underwear inside, and picked them up one by one to examine them carefully.
My mother was very embarrassed, and she stood by at a loss, not knowing what to do.
I smiled and admired her embarrassment. After a long while, I finished picking out all the clothes from inside to outside and put them all on the bed.
“What, these two pieces?” Mom blushed immediately when she saw the bra and panties. These were the sexiest lingerie in the whole closet. They were originally hidden in the corner, but I cleverly turned them out. She rolled her eyes at me, hesitated for a moment, and still took them in her hands. She subconsciously made a gesture to me, indicating that I should turn around and avoid her changing clothes.
I made a face and simply sat down on the bed, looking like a rogue to the end.
Mom couldn’t do anything with me, so she turned around and took off her clothes, revealing her naked and beautiful naked body. She moved very quickly. Before I could react, she quickly put on her panties and then put her full breasts into her bra.
However, when she walked to the dressing mirror, her pretty face turned even redder. The sky-blue bra that tightly bound her upper body was too small to cover her towering breasts. In addition, the opening was in the front, and the two round balls seemed to be likely to pop out at any time. She had to adjust the right bra strap and pull it straighter to lift her right breast slightly, but in this way, the cleavage formed by the pressure of the two breasts on each other became deeper.
The underwear on the lower body was not much better. Although it was not the kind of thong that completely exposed the buttocks, the forks on both sides were very high, and the central part was actually hollow and transparent, revealing a clear black area. A few strands of fluffy grass, unwilling to be lonely, had already stubbornly passed through the restraints and poked their heads out teasingly...
I swallowed saliva with a “gulp” sound in my throat, staring at my mother intently, watching her put on a pink dress in a hurry, flesh-colored stockings, and a short floral skirt that only reached her knees. In less than a moment, my mother’s whole body was completely changed...
After she finished applying powder and light makeup, my eyes suddenly lit up and I saw a beautiful girl beyond imagination, who looked both youthful and mature, sexy yet noble and elegant, exuding a natural charming temperament.
“This is a dress someone gave me several years ago...” Mom looked at herself in the mirror absentmindedly, and said with lack of confidence, “Xiaobing, do you really think Mom looks good in this dress? Isn’t it too frivolous? She is obviously old and still pretends to be cute...”
“Who said that? Who said you are old?” I protested, “Mom, when you walk with me, others will think you are my sister at most, and no one will believe that you are my mother...”
“What an exaggeration!” Mom interrupted me with a smile, her expression was much more relaxed, and her eyebrows were filled with obvious joy. She picked up the exquisite small bag and walked out of the door with me.
As soon as we walked into the street, Mom habitually grabbed my hand, as if she was holding a child who might get lost at any time.
I gently but resolutely broke free from her, bent my arm in an arc, and pouted at her. Mom understood what I meant, hesitated for a while, and finally put her hand into her arm and held my arm with a little shyness.
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