Possession
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 54
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 54 - 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
After leaving Jinyue Building, I took a car back home.
I opened the door and looked at the empty living room. My heart was empty because my sister was back to school.
I looked at the time and it would take a long time for my mother to come back from the group headquarters.
My mother’s taste is actually light. Because my sister was at home these two days, I took care of my sister’s taste when cooking.
After taking a bath, I went to the supermarket downstairs and bought some vegetables. Seeing the lively grouper in the water tank, I bought two more groupers.
My mother likes to eat fish very much. In addition, Mia sprained her ankle, and fish meat can also supplement her nutrition.
Grouper is a very common species and not expensive. After asking the boss to clean up the fish, I returned home with the vegetables and grouper.
I made a stir-fried bean sprouts and broccoli, put the grouper in the steamer, and when the millet and pumpkin porridge was cooked, the steamed fish was also perfectly cooked.
I guessed that my mother should be back soon, so I brought the smaller grouper and a bowl of millet and pumpkin porridge to Mia’s house.
Mia was sleeping soundly on the bed, and she didn’t look disheveled, but I didn’t know whether she was dressed neatly under the silk quilt.
I sat in front of Mia’s bed and admired Mia’s beautiful sleeping face for a while. Mia slept very deeply. I stayed in her bedroom for nearly ten minutes, and she didn’t wake up.
I gently shook Mia’s shoulders: “Mia, wake up.”
Mia rubbed her sleepy eyes, her pretty face still sleepy: “Harry? What time is it now?”
“It’s almost six o’clock in the afternoon.”
Mia slapped her lips and yawned, stretched her body, and smiled at me: “You are really punctual, you come on time every time for meals.”
I smiled gently: “I dare not slack off in taking care of Mia.”
Mia’s eyes swept over the steamed grouper sprinkled with three shreds, with a hint of surprise in her eyes: “You made it?”
“Yes, try it.”
Mia leaned against the head of the bed, wearing only a bra on her upper body, her arms and shoulders were naked, revealing a large area of white skin.
I admired it secretly, perhaps because I had vented enough on my sister and Isabelle today, I didn’t have any desires or evil intentions in my heart, but I just felt that the beautiful scenery in front of me was rare.
Seeing Mia not caring about her upper body, I was confused by her behavior and a little excited: “Mia, you ... don’t you want to wear clothes?”
Mia stroked her long hair and tied it behind her head. She took the chopsticks I handed over and said indifferently: “I’m too lazy to wear it. Anyway, I didn’t show anything. Besides, you are not an outsider.”
Not an outsider...
Hearing this, my throat rolled slightly. Mia gradually lowered her defense against me. It seems that the journey to conquer Mia has taken another big step.
Mia took a sip of rice porridge and smiled at me again: “Besides, it’s not like you, a little pervert, haven’t seen me naked before.”
I was a little embarrassed, and the scene of Mia’s naked upper body appeared in my mind, that white jade upper body, a pair of proud and upright breasts like snow peaks, and those two bright red spots...
Mia put a piece of fish in her mouth and tasted it carefully, and nodded in approval: “Delicious, not bad! It seems that you are good at cooking!”
“How can it be called cooking? I just learned to cook from others.”
While chatting, my palm touched Mia’s beautiful feet through a layer of quilt and kneaded them gently.
Mia glanced at me lightly and didn’t say much, which was considered as tacit approval of my action.
After all, after a while, Mia’s beautiful feet have been played by me so many times, and habit makes it natural!
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