Mom Is the CEO
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Chapter 17: Mom with Amazing Wetness
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 17: Mom with Amazing Wetness - The spoiled son seems to be kind-hearted, but he has been plotting against his dignified and noble mother for a long time. If morality is just a shackle that binds the spiritual level, then love can break everything in the secular world.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
I reached out and pressed Mom’s tightly-clamped black silk legs to try to spread them apart. Mom, who was half-conscious, instinctively sensed something was wrong, so she pushed her legs against the floor and clamped them tightly together. Her upper body suddenly thrust upwards, and she pressed my head with both hands to prevent me from getting close to her legs.
Seeing Mom’s buttocks slightly lifted off the sofa, I had to move the battlefield. I raised my hand and grabbed the hip skirt under Mom’s buttocks and threw it aside, revealing her entire snow-white and plump buttocks, shaking a white wave of flesh. Mom’s lower body now only had a pair of black stockings that reached the root of her thighs, and black silk lace panties that barely covered one-third of her snow-white fat buttocks.
Because my mother’s legs were too tightly together, there is a saying that arms cannot twist thighs. Even though my mother was half drunk and half awake, I couldn’t move her thighs no matter how hard I tried. I could only stare at the plump vagina wrapped in black silk lace underwear with my eyes wide open, my face flushed and my neck thick, and I was panting heavily!
“Mom, take a look, I just want to take a look!”
I panted and almost growled with red eyes.
My mother’s sharp and charming phoenix eyes just stared at me, but my mother looked too charming now, her cheeks were flushed, her red lips were slightly open and she was panting lightly, and her ears were oozing with dense and fine sweat. Her white women’s shirt was opened to both sides, and her tall and round breasts were plump and plump. As the wrestling process, the delicate nipples standing in the middle of the coin-sized bright red areola also trembled, drawing a charming red shadow in the air.
Just now, I was so anxious that I only wanted to pry open my mother’s legs and rush forward from the front, but I forgot that I could change the direction. After I reacted, I leaned forward, pushed my head against my mother’s hands and went into her arms, facing her legs from top to bottom. I reached out and grabbed the fabric on the side of her lace panties and pulled it down. I pulled the already wet thin fabric to the middle of her thighs and stared at the beautiful scenery between her legs with wide eyes.
The flawless and beautiful vagina was finally exposed to the sight. The soft and dense grass was obviously carefully maintained and looked neat and beautiful, not wildly grown. There was only a cluster above the vagina, slightly shaded.
The pubic mound below is smooth and white, and the steamed buns just out of the steamer are soft and full. In the middle of the pubic mound are two plump labia majora, the bright red and tender color is very attractive, with a little clear vaginal fluid hanging on it, exuding a lustful and seductive luster. Obviously, my mother was also aroused when I kissed her wetly and played with her breasts just now.
Below the labia majora, a round and smooth pink meat grain appeared at the intersection of the two labia minora, only the size of a pea, in this valley, as beautiful as the tender buds after the rain. The shape of the two labia minora is very beautiful, like delicate petals, like beautiful butterfly wings, covering the scenery inside the tender hole.
I leaned my head down, opened my mouth and stretched out my tongue, pressing against the high bulge of the vagina, but unfortunately my tongue was not long enough, and the tip of the tongue could only pass over the lush grass to the position above the labia majora.
Mom was so ashamed that she grabbed my hair tightly with both hands and pulled it upwards. I felt that my whole scalp was about to be opened by Mom. I grimaced in pain and my scalp was numb, but I still gritted my teeth and stretched out my tongue to lick Mom’s vagina vigorously. The wet tongue scraped the soft and thick pubic hair and soon wet it. It was close to the snow-white and delicate skin. The hot male breath sprayed on Mom’s sensitive vagina. The body under the influence of alcohol was not controlled by the mind. It began to tremble as if it was electrocuted, and the rapid panting echoed in the quiet air.
I opened my mouth and bit a bunch of pubic hair on Mom’s vagina and bit it gently.
Just like that, my mother couldn’t stand it anymore. She screamed, raised her fat buttocks, and the black silk legs that were tightly clamped together also loosened their strength. The vagina full of lewd breath actively pressed towards my face. The two labia majora slid from the tip of my tongue to the root of my tongue. The stretched tongue was embedded in the middle of the two labia majora like an arrow, squeezing the two delicate labia minora inside.
I slowly moved down, effortlessly pried open my mother’s black silk legs, buried my head between her legs, drilled into the root of her thighs, stretched out my tongue and rolled it up like a soft whip, the tip of my tongue pressed against the middle of the two labia minora and drilled in, scraping the tender flesh of the cavity wall inside the vagina fiercely, stretched my tongue and drilled deeper, pushed, and licked, feeling the moist warmth and delicate wrinkles inside, my mouth was full of salty and fishy taste, and a trace of sticky and slippery liquid continued to flow out from inside, reaching the tip of my tongue, and was sucked in by my open mouth.
“No, Yifan, you can’t do this...”
Mom straightened her body, holding my head with both hands to push me away, and her black silk legs clamped together again, but this time she could only clamp my body. Her slender legs still exerted a huge twisting force unconsciously, clamping my arms so that I couldn’t move. I had to use my arms to lift them up and arched Mom’s legs directly onto my shoulders.