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Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 105
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 105 - 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
“Um~ah~huh~~” Mom lay on me, panting and moaning softly, like a broken doll.
I listened to my father’s snoring getting louder and louder in the room, and whispered in my mother’s ear: “Dad is asleep.”
“Hmm~~” Mom raised her head in confusion, her body heaving up and down as I f•©ked her, her plump breasts rubbing against me.
“Do you want to come in?” The hot cock filled my mother up, making her moan uncontrollably.
My mother didn’t say anything, she just tilted her head and sucked on my earlobe, neither agreeing nor refusing.
You’re thinking about it if you don’t say anything? My heart started beating violently. I was conflicted. I wanted to take my mother back to the room and f•©k her wantonly, but I also wanted to take her to my father and humiliate her severely. It was really hard to make a decision.
While I was hesitating, I saw my mother wearing that white wedding dress, and my heart softened. Forget it, today is my parents’ wedding anniversary, so I should give my mother some memories.
So I pulled my cock out of my mother’s pussy, put on my pants, looked at the slightly wet crotch area of my mother’s wedding dress, and then opened the door of their bedroom.
Dad was still lying on the bed snoring. I called him a few times, but he didn’t respond. Seeing this, I felt relieved. Looking at my mother who was following behind me, I whispered, “Wait for me.”
Mom nodded silently.
I turned back to the room, took out the collar and whip, and took out two electric dildos, one large and one small, and smeared them with essential oil, then walked into their room. At this time, my mother was looking at my father quietly. Her white wedding dress was stained with a few wet marks, like an angel stained with filth.
Seeing me come in, my mother sighed softly, and then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth involuntarily.
Seeing my mother’s unconscious happiness, I couldn’t help but chuckle, and then handed the thing in my hand to her.
Mom took the toys, spat at me, and looked at my sleeping dad again, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation in her eyes.
“For your own use.” I said softly.
My mother bit her lips with her pearly teeth, a hint of shyness flashed across her face, she glanced at me and shook her head slightly.
I took the whip from my mother’s hand and moved it from her buttocks up, across her plump breasts, over her fair neck, and finally stopped on her flushed cheeks and gently drew circles: “Be obedient~~”
Feeling the whip moving across her cheek, the touch of the leather reminded her of the time I spanked her before, and she couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
Of course I couldn’t bear to hit my mother’s face with a whip. I cherished her soft and delicate skin so much that it was as delicate as a baby’s. I just wanted to scare her.
I don’t know if my mother was frightened by me or what, but she looked at my father who was sleeping soundly and silently lifted up her skirt, revealing her pussy with wet pussy and the beautiful crimson lines on her belly.
“Go put it next to Dad.” I whispered in my mother’s ear.
When my mother heard this, she looked at me with surprise, then swallowed involuntarily and turned her gaze to my father who was snoring.
After seeing this, my mother could no longer look away. She also felt me pushing her gently from behind, and finally, half-pushing and half-giving, she moved step by step towards the bed.
Seeing my mother’s pussy, which was dripping with lewd water, gradually approaching my father, I whispered, “Yes, face your father’s face, let your father have a good look at you.”
Mom bit her lip, looking at Dad who was getting closer and closer, with inexplicable excitement in her eyes, and cursed softly: “Little bastard~”
Finally, the pussy with flowing love juice was facing dad. The love juice that was flowing more and more seemed to be dripping in front of dad. Dad’s breath accompanied by snoring seemed to be able to be transmitted to mom’s pussy. I saw mom’s legs trembling uncontrollably. I guess she was also very excited at this moment.
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