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Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 103
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 103 - I want to be a good mother... I don't want to let my husband down... But, it's so satisfying...so painful...so unbridled...so beautiful... Adam...my only son...the son I carried for ten months...I really...can't live without him...Yes, I'm not in love with him...I just...can't live without him... Give love to my husband and body to my son?
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
In fact, we had almost finished the meal, and I spent the rest of the time drinking with my father. Seeing that my father had closed his eyes, I stopped drinking and just chatted with my mother.
“Does grandpa like to drink too?” Seeing that dad seemed to be asleep, I was not in a hurry. I just played with mom’s feet through her pants and chatted with her.
The sound of the vibrator “buzzed” in the empty room. Mom bit her lip, twisted her body uncomfortably, covered her mouth with her hands and let out a soft moan, then pretended to be serious and said, “Your grandpa is fine. It’s mainly because your cousins love to get you drunk. Your dad is the same. He never refuses anything. How come he’s not drunk?”
I put my mother’s other foot on my leg and gently outlined the sole of her silk stockings with my fingernails. My mother was ticklish and couldn’t help but tremble. Her beautiful legs shrank, but I caught her.
“Speaking of which, I haven’t been to my grandpa’s house for a long time. I’ll go see them some other day.” As the saying goes, one can play with legs all year round, and my mother’s legs really can’t be played with enough.
“Wait until you finish your cram school. How are your studies going recently?” Mom’s feet shrank, but she didn’t run away, and she didn’t move anymore. She just put her hands on the table, and no one knew what she was doing.
Dad moved a little, opened his eyes and saw that mom and I were still chatting. He didn’t say anything, pushed the bowl and chopsticks forward, and lay down on the table.
“Husband? Do you want to go to bed?” Mom asked with concern.
“It’s okay~~ I’ll lie down for a while~~” Dad’s voice was vague.
“Dad, are you drunk?” I was equally concerned.
But Dad stopped talking. I didn’t know if he was asleep or not. I could only shrug helplessly, then put down Mom’s feet. Mom and I stood up and tried to help Dad to sleep. But Dad was limp all over, not feeling any strength at all. Half drunk and half awake, he muttered, “Don’t move~~ I’ll lie down for a while~~”
I put my dad down and looked at my mother’s round butt under her wedding dress. I was about to pull my mother back to the room for a big fight, but suddenly my heart skipped a beat. I made a gesture to my mother to keep quiet. Then I pulled my mother behind my dad’s chair, put her hands on the back of the chair to support her, then stood behind her and gently rubbed her butt with my cock.
Mom looked at her father lying on the table in front of her, and felt her son’s hot cock rubbing against her butt. She clearly understood what I meant. Before, she would definitely not tolerate my actions, but perhaps it was because of her abstinence for more than ten days, or because she drank half a glass of red wine, she bit her lip, and finally just turned her head and glanced at me, then stared at her husband in front of her and said nothing more.
I looked at my mother’s legs trembling slightly due to the vibration of the vibrator, and I grabbed her breasts roughly and began to knead them. My mother just made a light “Hmm~~~” sound, and stopped talking, biting her lips tightly.
There is only a difference between once and countless times for many things. After experiencing so many times of excitement in front of Dad, Mom is now deeply caught up in it. The distance is getting closer and closer. Now Dad is just around the corner and he hasn’t even fallen asleep yet. The excitement and guilt of being discovered at any time makes Mom completely sink into it.
The kneading of breasts was so rough that Mom felt like a small boat in a storm. She tried to struggle weakly to show her resistance, but she couldn’t resist, right?
I noticed my mother’s weak struggle and laughed in my heart, is this how you resist? Really~ want to resist but also to welcome~~ I squeezed my mother’s breasts hard, turned off the vibrator, and lifted the hem of her wedding dress.
The panties were pulled down, revealing her round buttocks. I was surprised to find that there was a butt plug in my mother’s anus. I pressed it lightly with my finger and my cock became hard and swollen.
She took her panties off along her legs and put the vibrator in her pocket. Then she obediently lifted her feet in high heels, freeing her legs from the restraint of her panties so that they could be spread apart more freely. Before I could say anything, she had already spread her legs, raised her buttocks, and waited for me to insert.
Everything happened in silence. I saw my mother swallowing nervously. I took off my pants and gently inserted my erect penis into my mother’s vagina, which became wet and relaxed after her orgasm.
“Puchi~” a sound was heard, almost without the sound of water, and the iron-hard cock penetrated the soft flesh of my mother’s wet and moist little hole, slowly exploring the deepest part of my mother’s vagina.
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