Possession
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 32
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 32 - Novel type: incest, mother, son, sister, elder sister, aunt, teacher, neighbor. I kissed my mother's smooth forehead and whispered softly: "Mom, how nice it would be if you could really be my wife?" "Mom, do you know? I really want to take care of you, take care of you for the rest of my life." "Mom, how nice it would be if I were not your son?" "Mom, the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you. I want to be with you forever and ever..." "Mom, I love you so much..."
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son Sister Aunt Teacher/Student
Looking at the time, it was almost time to cook dinner, so I went to the kitchen to get busy.
After a while, my sister came over again, wandering around me, looking idle.
“What are you doing? Have you finished your homework?”
My sister proudly shook her phone at me: “Isn’t it easy to take a photo and search for questions with a phone?”
I sighed softly: “It seems that you didn’t listen to a word I said.”
“Oh, let’s not talk about this.” My sister shook her white and smooth slender hands: “Do you need my help?”
“Forget it!” I pushed my sister’s slender waist and drove her out of the kitchen: “Your precious hands for playing the piano, I don’t want you to use them to cook.”
“Tsk~”
My sister said nonchalantly: “Mom sent me to a girls’ school, and the piano lessons were stopped by default., you don’t have to take care of me like this in the future.”
Speaking of this, my sister seemed angry: “Mom asked me to wash the dishes last night, you know it!”
Then my sister snorted again: “Mom is really partial, everything is for you, my precious son.”
I helplessly flicked her smooth forehead lightly: “Mom is not partial, you know in your heart. I cooked the meal last night, shouldn’t you wash the pots and dishes?”
My sister refused to go out, leaning against the kitchen door frame and stalemate with me: “If it’s me, we should hire a nanny at home, so that we can do less housework!”
“What the hell are you dreaming about.” Seeing that my sister was unwilling to go out, I immediately put one hand around her waist and the other hand around her legs, and held her in my arms.
I looked down at my sister in my arms and chuckled, “If we hire a nanny, you will definitely be even lazier than you are now.”
My sister was very unconvinced. She stretched out her fingers and pinched my cheeks and pulled them back and forth: “You are here to make fun of me. Who did I hire a nanny for? Isn’t it to make your burden lighter? Why can’t you understand my good intentions?”
“That’s not necessary!”
I picked up my sister and was about to throw her on the sofa in the living room. Unexpectedly, my sister was like a vine, and her flexible body tightly wrapped around me.
I threw her several times in a row, but my sister didn’t move at all.
I looked at my sister’s flawless face and said helplessly: “Let go!”
My sister’s arms tightly hugged my neck: “Hehe!”
She raised her eyebrows, her expression playful: “If you ask me to let go, I will let go?”
My tone was mixed with a hint of threat~ “No, right?”
My sister’s face was stern, and her peach blossom eyes were full of defense: “No, no!”
“You said it!”
I let go of her slender waist and long legs without warning, and my sister’s body quickly fell to the floor.
Her face changed drastically, and she quickly hugged me tightly, hanging on me like a koala.
“Wow, you’re so annoying.”
I said helplessly, “You’re just delaying my cooking.”
My sister frowned and hummed, “You’re disgusted with me on the first day of our relationship?”
I patted her round buttocks. My sister’s buttocks are those of a young girl, not as plump as those of a young woman, but the shape of her buttocks is very beautiful, and her buttocks are tight and elastic.
“You’re changing the concept.”
I pinched her nose, “You’re just making trouble.”
My sister is more than 1.7 meters tall and weighs about 100 kilograms. It’s still a bit heavy to hang on my body like this.
After all, I’m not having sex with my sister in the train bento position, so I can’t have the motivation to hug her.
I held her buttocks and sat lazily on the sofa: “If you don’t want to get off, don’t get off. You little lazy pig, I can’t hold you.”
“You’re the little lazy pig.”
My sister bit my shoulder a few times with her little mouth to express her dissatisfaction. She also felt bored. She stayed on me for a while and then climbed up on her own initiative.
However, she was still restless. She stuffed her little feet into my arms and said in an imperative tone: “Press your feet.”
“You are spoiled?”
I pushed her little feet aside: “I still have to go cook.”
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