Chapter 6: The Ultimate Joy is Squirting

The next day.

My mother went to work early in the morning because she had been on leave for three consecutive days and was criticized by the company leader.

Working in a private company is like this. Employees’ wages will be deducted when they take leave, but it seems that the leader will suffer a huge loss. Not only is the leave approved reluctantly, but the time cannot be too long.

It was because I slept well last night and my body was fine that my mother dared to go out without worry. Otherwise, with her temper, she might have a quarrel on the phone.

As soon as my mother went to work, Xiaowei, who had been bullied for several days, could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Although my mother still assigned him tasks on WeChat and asked him to do his homework well, there was always someone higher to support him. As soon as my mother left, he urged my father to take him out for a walk.

My father was also a soft-hearted person. He was in his fifties, but he insisted on playing with his eldest son for a whole day. He played video games in the arcade in the morning and played basketball in the gym in the afternoon. Although he was extremely tired, he was still enjoying it and quite enjoyed this parent-child time.

On the way home, Xiaowei was thinking about how to put the blame on his father for not doing his homework, when he heard his father cough and asked him: “Son, you said yesterday ... your mother is sick?”

“Ah?”

Xiaowei was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that he had said so last night, and was immediately attacked by the dead memory again, and began to complain to his father: “That’s right! My mother is sick, a serious illness! She has a disease that makes her feel uncomfortable if she doesn’t bully her son! Dad, you don’t know...”

The corner of his father’s mouth curled up slightly, interrupting his son’s words, and continued to ask: “Then ... is there anything abnormal about your mother recently?”

“Abnormal...” Xiaowei thought for a while and answered carefully: “ ... No, she is as lazy as ever, and she is also irritable and lazy.”

After that, he looked at his father strangely: “Why are you asking this?”

This question stumped his father. He pretended to cough, picked up the thermos cup and started drinking water, and the father and son fell into an awkward silence.

After a long time, the father told his son again: “If you find anything abnormal about your mother in the future, remember to tell Dad.”

He didn’t suspect his wife of cheating, but he felt a little uneasy. After all, his body is not as good as before, and he has been on business trips all year round, leaving a beautiful wife at home, who is in her prime. It is normal for people to have such doubts.

As a husband, he can’t and shouldn’t let his wife know that he has such thoughts, so it is the best choice to go around through his son.

After saying this, the father began to drink water tactically to hide his emotions.

Xiaowei turned his mind around and understood his father’s thoughts. He felt a little funny, but didn’t want to embarrass him, so he simply didn’t answer.

At this time, he saw the small red particles floating in the thermos: “Dad, what is this?”

“Hmm ... wolfberry.”

“Give me a sip too.”

...

Back home, the old mother had already finished work. A day’s work didn’t seem to make her feel tired. Instead, she looked more energetic than the father and son who had played all day.

This is also in line with Xiaowei’s consistent perception of his mother - always full of energy, unless she stays up late to watch TV series.

However, since they are back home, the mother and son are bound to argue about the homework that has not been done, and Xiaowei is finally driven back to the bedroom.

“Since you didn’t do it during the day, make up for it at night.” This is the final decision of the mother.

The atmosphere of the dinner was the same as yesterday, still a warm scene of loving couples and the son being an exception, but it was broken by a phone call from the father in the middle of the dinner.

“What? You are leaving again tomorrow?”

The mother’s tone clearly revealed dissatisfaction.

“The manager over there had a car accident and is still lying in the hospital. The company can only ask me to go over to save the situation...”

The father was quite helpless, and his face was full of apologies.

The mother stopped talking and just lowered her head to eat, and the father and son beside her did not dare to say a word.

After a long time, mom raised her face and asked again: “What time is the ticket?”

“The company booked a flight at 6 o’clock in the morning...”

After dad said this, no one spoke during the whole dinner. Xiaowei finished dinner in the low pressure and ran back to the bedroom to feel that he could breathe normally.

He was naturally reluctant to see his dad leave again, but he had been accustomed to living away from his family in the boarding school for many years, so he would not be as emotional as his mom.

Of course, there is another factor - on the first night when dad returned home, his parents would be lingering because of the long separation. Then on the last night when dad left home, would the two of them do it again because they were about to separate?

I have to say, it is very likely.

Xiaowei was still brooding over the fact that he did not have an erection last night. Suddenly he found that he had another chance tonight. He couldn’t tell whether he was more reluctant or surprised about his dad’s temporary business trip.

After enduring a long time in complex emotions, he saw his dad pushing the door in.

Dad still had an apologetic look on his face, as if he had just coaxed his wife. He looked around his son’s bedroom in a serious manner, paused on the pink bed sheet, and then looked at Xiaowei: “Son...”

“Stop!”

Xiaowei raised his palm: “Dad, we don’t do sentimental things, just say whatever you want to say.”

“Well...” Dad touched his nose, his expression gradually became serious: “Xiaowei, you are already an adult.”

“Dad spends little time at home and is busy with work. Many times I can’t take care of your mother.”

“On weekdays, you should contact her more and don’t let her be too lonely. If she encounters anything, you must protect her.”

“Also, if you think there is something wrong, remember to tell...”

Xiaowei heard that his father was going to repeat the same old tune again, and quickly interrupted: “Dad, don’t worry, my mother has such a bad personality, no one can conquer her except you!”

Seeing that his little thoughts were seen through by his son, the father was a little embarrassed and a little relieved.

He told his son to continue studying, and he walked out of the room, came to the dining table, picked up the thermos cup, drank the wolfberry in it, and rushed to another battlefield tonight.

This is a battle involving the dignity of middle-aged men, and it is also an important battle related to whether he can leave home with peace of mind.

...

Mom lay on her side on the bed, facing the edge of the bed, ignoring her husband who came in and lay behind her, and seemed to be still in a stalemate.

Until the familiar big hands came up, she sighed softly and used her soft buttocks to push her husband’s lower abdomen hard as a final vent.

“Wife, let’s make love!”

Dad pushed his crotch against the fleshy buttocks in front of him, and said with a thick face to his wife’s white earlobe.

The sex life of an old couple is like this, simple and rough, and the sentence “Let’s make love” is the beginning of a fierce battle.

“No way!”

Mom twisted her body and deliberately refused.

Of course, the father could hear his wife’s reluctance, so he laughed and reached his hands into her pajamas and climbed up her breasts.

He planned to attack his wife’s weakness directly to awaken the lust of this plump body. In the past ten years, this trick has been tried and tested. No matter what state his wife is in, as long as he kneads her nipples, the lovely girl in front of him will gasp and give in.

Sure enough, as soon as his fingers pinched the two delicate buds, he saw his wife’s whole body tense and stiff, and her breathing became rapid instantly.

Mom hurriedly reached out and pressed the two big hands that were about to do something through her pajamas, and then nudged her husband with her buttocks, and said coquettishly: “You are going to die! What time is it? What if my son hears it?” Dad had already prepared a plan, and answered calmly: “You know how good the sound insulation of the door at home is. I went to the home improvement market to pick it out myself.” “You bad guy, you installed a soundproof door just to do this kind of thing ... um!” Dad twisted his fingers and laughed: “Isn’t it because my wife is too sensitive and can’t help but scream?” After saying that, he looked at his wife who kept making cat calls and her eyes were gradually blurred, and couldn’t help but kiss her. This kiss seemed to last for a century. When the two lips that were kissed to the point of drawing apart, Mom’s face was already covered with blushes, and the originally clear eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the lust was so strong that it was about to drip water. Dad retracted his hands that were twisting the nipples, pushed aside the short hair on his wife’s forehead, and kissed her smooth forehead. He carefully looked at this face that seemed to be carefully polished by a skilled craftsman. The eyebrows were gentle and delicate, the almond eyes were bright and smart, the nose was delicate and charming, and the red lips were moist and beautiful. This was a face he had seen countless times, and it was also a face that he could not help but be moved every time he saw it, especially at this time.

Whenever this face was full of lustful blush, Dad would be sincerely proud. This was a face that belonged to him, a body that belonged to him, and his lust that belonged to him.

A cluster of flames that was more blazing than last night ignited from his lower abdomen. He held up the buttons on his wife’s pajamas with both hands and unbuttoned them one by one until two piles of dazzling snow meat were exposed.

On the two huge breasts that filled the field of vision, each had a bright red areola, which looked slightly larger than a coin and had been stimulated to be slightly swollen. The two little finger-knuckle-sized meat grains on it stood upright, emitting waves of fascinating attraction like bait, making people want to bite them.

Unfortunately, it only appeared for a few seconds before being covered by a pair of soft hands.

“No ... turn off the lights first.”

Mom covered her areola with her two small hands, pressing out a more attractive arc, but she made a sound of rejection.

“Tonight ... I want to turn on the lights.”

Dad pleaded in a voice that was almost panting.

“Don’t!”

Mom’s eyebrows slightly raised, a pair of eyes shaking with water waves raised, and a pitiful pleading look appeared on her little face: “Husband ... turn off the lights.”

Dad could only sigh and agree with a “OK”, he couldn’t resist his wife in this state.

The lights disappeared, the room became shadowy, the attractive body was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly, and only two dark areolas in the middle of the plumpness and two nipples on top that were still faintly red were left in sight.

After losing the visual stimulation, Dad felt that his hard lower body began to soften, and he hurriedly leaned down to hold a red nipple and licked it.

Without visual stimulation, let’s have some auditory stimulation!

The emotional moans filled the whole room in a blink of an eye.

At this time, outside the room, an ear was pressed against the thick door panel of my father, listening carefully to the moving low moans inside.

The sound of my mother’s moaning was completely different from her usual speaking. Not only was the pitch several degrees higher, but the timbre was also more delicate and gentle.

Xiaowei had heard it once last night, but he still had a question in his mind: how could the same little mouth be so strange when it was yin and yang, but become charming and enchanting in bed?

Women are really strange creatures. The contrast between the bed and the outside of the bed is so great that people can’t tell which one is their real face.

Which one is my mother’s real face?

Is this woman who is making a shameful tone at this moment the real her?

Xiaowei couldn’t guess, but he believed it was.

Unconsciously, the word “mom” has become the seasoning of his desire, no longer mixed with secular ethics, leaving only a little immoral stimulation to add fuel to the fire of desire.

Xiaowei loosened the underwear that had erected a tent, adjusted his penis to a comfortable angle, and continued to eavesdrop on the movements in the room.

He was still waiting, waiting for his mother to send out the signal to attack, waiting for the horn that was strong enough to penetrate the door.

In the bedroom, Dad licked the two nipples in turn for a while, and was a little dyspnea due to the constant rippling of the breasts, so he used his hands to lift one breast, gathered the flattened hills into a peak again, made the buds on it more prominent, fixed them to the mouth and licked them attentively.

This was a hard time for Mom, whose extremely sensitive nipples could not withstand such stimulation. Multiple electric currents ran through her body, and the low moan in her mouth suddenly became high.

“Uh ... ah...”

Her two little hands were pressed against the back of her husband’s head, and she would occasionally press hard or pull her husband’s hair to resist the growing tremors in her body. Her chin was raised high, and her half-open mouth could not close. She looked very painful, but her eyes were tightly closed, and the arc at the corners of her eyes seemed to interpret pleasure.

After only ten seconds, she couldn’t bear it anymore and began to beg for mercy:

“Stop licking ... stop licking.”

Dad seemed not to hear, and continued to use his tongue to swirl around the nipple.

No man doesn’t like his wife to beg for mercy under him, especially for Dad. Such moans are proof that he is still sharp.

Until his wife’s voice of begging for mercy was accompanied by a hint of crying, he retracted his tongue that was numb from licking, and raised his head to look at the pretty face with charming eyes: “Wife, are you comfortable?”

Mom spread her arms like she was exhausted, nodded weakly, and answered with a gasp: “Yeah.”

This sound must be more effective than any aphrodisiac. Dad instantly felt a surge of hot blood on his face, and his lower body tightened, as if he had returned to his youth.

He ripped off the remaining clothes in a few seconds, stripped his wife’s lower body, pressed his penis against the already wet vagina, and shouted: “Wife, I’m coming!”

The ten-centimeter-long penis squeezed open the tightly closed cavity inch by inch, slowly entered its territory, and the familiar flesh wrapped up layer by layer, making Dad couldn’t help but sigh that his wife’s vagina was always so tight.

Outside the door, Xiaowei didn’t expect that the first clear sound tonight would come from his father. He couldn’t help but be stunned, and then he was attracted by his mother’s faint moan.

The volume of the moan seemed to be a little lower, but there was a sense of rhythm than before, which was the beautiful rhythm that women couldn’t help but make when they were hit.

Xiaowei took off his underwear, held his penis, which had been hard to the point of pain, and stroked it twice to ease the accumulated desire. Then he raised the masturbator in his other hand and slowly put it to his mouth.

“Hmm ... ah...”

Mom hugged her husband’s back, feeling the twitching of the penis inside her body. The force was neither light nor heavy, and the speed was neither fast nor slow. There was no violent piercing that almost made her breathless, nor was there a rough collision that would make her feel dull pain in her heart.

Everything was so familiar and so reassuring.

At this moment, she suddenly wanted to cry and wanted to vent loudly in this familiar tenderness, but she didn’t dare to, for fear that her husband would see the clues.

Complex emotions mixed with pleasure surged into her heart. She hugged her husband tightly, letting his chest press against her chest, and whispered in his ear: “Husband, I love you.”

Dad didn’t respond, but just looked at his wife affectionately, lowered his head again and kissed her red lips, turning her low moan into a muffled hum.

Mom slowly closed her eyes in the infinite tenderness of her husband. As her lips intertwined and her tongues entangled, she occasionally let out a few pleasant low hums, representing the trembling of her body when her lower body was pushed to the itchy spot.

Suddenly, a light nasal sound mixed into the dull rhythm.

“Hmm!”

She suddenly opened her eyes, and the lust in her eyes faded away, stained with a bit of doubt, and turned into panic in the next second.

Viper! No, it’s the tongue!

That tongue! It’s here again! It’s licking her lower body!

How relieved she was the moment before, how terrified she was the next moment. The intense emotional transition made Mom’s brain crash for a few seconds. When she came to her senses, tears had already accumulated in her eyes.

She looked at her husband’s face close at hand, and tried hard not to let the tears overflow from her eyes. She tried to pretend to be natural and continued to kiss each other. She only hoped that this nightmare would end soon and not let her expose any abnormality.

Once, twice ... the tongue skillfully scraped every tender flesh around the vagina, and finally stopped at the entrance and drew circles. The unbearable sour and itchy feeling rushed into the lower body, making the mother unable to control her thighs. Fortunately, there was her husband’s waist and abdomen in the middle to block it, which seemed to be responding to the thrusting inside her body.

The tongue no longer stuck to drawing circles, but pressed against the vagina from time to time, squeezed into the cavity, and jumped happily at the entrance, causing the tender vagina to tighten continuously, causing the husband to moan.

“Wife, you are getting tighter again.”

Her husband’s teasing came to her ears. Normally, this would make her feel ashamed, but now it made her scared.

The teasing at the entrance of the vagina and the thrusting in the cavity, the two stimulations spread in her lower body at the same time, making her heart tremble and her scalp numb. Not screaming out loud was the result of her great endurance. But she could hold back her moans, but she couldn’t block the gathering of pleasure in her body.