Want Revenge？then Be Reborn as the Son of Your Enemy
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 55: I hugged my mother, and she peed shyly
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 55: I hugged my mother, and she peed shyly - 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
“What are you doing?” My mother was shocked, and before she could stop me, her naked body was already pressed tightly against my arms. She instinctively struggled twice, and said angrily, “Xiaobing, you are getting more and more unbridled, put me down!”
I said with a playful smile, “No! My dear mother, let your son be filial to you tonight!” As I said this, I ran to the bathroom with a giggle.
My mother panicked immediately, her jade feet swayed and kicked in panic, and she pleaded, “Xiaobing, are you kidding me? I don’t really want to ... want to...”
“Of course it’s true!” I kicked the bathroom door open and said confidently, “Mom, when you were a child, you could hold your son to pee. Now that I’m grown up, what’s the problem with me serving you in return?”
My mother was embarrassed and anxious, and her fists kept beating my chest. Her body struggled more violently, but under my strong insistence, her resistance was useless. She could only watch me lift her delicate body, let her upper body lean on my shoulders, and rest my palms on her firm round buttocks.
“Oh ... oh...” As I kneaded her soft buttocks, my mother seemed to be hit in the vitals and lost all her strength at once. She was held in my arms like a child, her legs spread wide apart, revealing her mature and attractive vagina. The bright red flesh was slightly swollen in the black and shiny pubic hair, indicating that it had just suffered a fierce invasion.
I strode to the toilet, pointed my mother’s snow-white buttocks at the top of the toilet, and laughed softly: “Pee!”
“No ... no...” She was so embarrassed that even her ears turned red, “This is so awkward, I ... I can’t pee...”
“Huh? When I was a child, didn’t my mother hold me in this position? Why can’t it be done when it’s my turn?” I said in surprise, moving my elbow slightly upward, and suddenly hitting her bladder hard.
“Ah...” Mom screamed, her flat belly spasmed involuntarily, her hands pinched my back hard, her nails pierced deeply into the flesh ... Her eyebrows were also frowned, her pearly teeth bit her lips desperately, as if she was enduring something hard, and it took a while for her to catch her breath.
“Mom, why are you doing this?” I said calmly, “Holding your urine will make you sick! I advise you to pee as soon as possible...”
She turned her head away with all her strength and said angrily, “I don’t know what sin I committed to give birth to a little pervert like you who is just trying to make things difficult for me! You ... do you want to torture your mother to death?”
I pretended not to hear her and said to myself, “What’s wrong? I still can’t pee? Ah, I understand. Mom still needs some sound assistance!” After that, I pursed my lips and whistled, and at the same time gently shook my mother’s naked buttocks, just like coaxing a young baby, gently and patiently waiting for her will to collapse.
Before long, my mother couldn’t control herself anymore. She twisted and turned restlessly like a water snake, her toes stretched straight, and the muscles on her thighs trembled hysterically ... Suddenly, her eyes showed a light of despair, and she whispered hoarsely: “Ah!”
I looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that my mother’s buttocks moved twice, and suddenly relaxed. In an instant, a stream of light yellow urine spurted out from between her two labia, like an out-of-control faucet, “hissing” into the toilet.
My eyes lit up immediately, staring straight at this rare beauty. The beautiful and noble mother was held by her own son, with her buttocks raised high, and she was urinating in the most shameful posture.
“No ... don’t look ... son, please don’t look!” The white and plump body kept trembling. Mom was ashamed and covered her face with her hands. She begged incoherently, but she couldn’t stop the urine from flowing...
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