Chapter 53

“Don’t seduce me, I can’t help it.” I kneaded my mother’s calves and glanced at her to warn her.

“Hehe~Are you okay?” Mom chuckled, with a look of disdain and charm.

How can a man say no? Besides, I really can do it.

“No?” He slowly put his hands into her long skirt, and then suddenly pulled off her wet panties, saying viciously, “See if this is possible~”

The panties were pulled up to the ankles, and the mother kicked her legs wildly: “Stop it, stop it, I know you can do it, you are the best, put on your panties~~”

But I took off my mother’s panties directly from between her legs, put them to the side of my face, licked the wet panties with my tongue, sneered, and then put them in my trouser pocket.

“What are you doing? Give it back to me.” Mom stood up and tried to get the underwear back.

“It’s so wet. It’s not good for your health to wear it. It’s easy to breed bacteria and cause gynecological diseases.” I was unmoved and dodged my mother’s hand that was pulling me.

“Give it back to me, you little bastard.”

“Stop it, are you going to press me again?” I pushed my mother back onto the bed and looked at her and said, “Why are you acting like a little kid?”

“Little bastard~” Mom looked at me hatefully.

I suddenly realized that under my mother’s mature body, she still had a girlish heart, which was quite cute. I chuckled: “Mom~”

“Huh?” Mom looked at me sideways, still looking angry.

“Are you comfortable?” I continued to press on my mother’s smooth and firm calves.

Mom snorted coldly: “It’s just so-so.”

“You are so cute.”

“Go away~” When my mother heard me use the word “cute” to describe her, she was very embarrassed and her face turned red.

“It’s really cute.”

“You still say that, right?” Mom bent her legs and kicked me again.

“Okay, I won’t say any more. I won’t say any more.” I raised my hands in surrender.

After massaging my mother for more than ten minutes, I stopped and suggested, “Mom, can we go out for a walk?”

Mom was almost done resting, and stretched lazily: “Okay, let’s go out for a walk.”

“By the way, let’s see how my dad’s fishing catch is today.”

Speaking of Dad, Mom paused for a moment before she responded, “Let’s go.”

“Dad must be very happy too.” I said with some implication, why did I say “also”?

My mother glanced at me, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Walking out of the room, my mother took out the key to her room and said, “Wait for me, I’ll put on some clothes.”

I leaned over to my mother’s ear and whispered, “What are you wearing?”

What else can I wear? Of course, my mother’s wet underwear is still in my trouser pocket.

Mom pinched me and said, “What do you think, you little bastard?”

I held my mother and walked forward, whispering, “It can’t be seen, so don’t wear it.”

“Let me go.” Mom frowned.

“Let’s go~~” I refused to let go and pulled my mother forward.

My mother was not as strong as me, and she could not hold me up. Occasionally, people passed by in the corridor, so she could not move too much, so she had to be pulled forward by me. I did not let go of my mother until we reached the door of the hotel.