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Chapter 80 Daily Life
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 80 Daily Life - 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
“Mom~”
I got up from the bed and found that my mother was no longer by my side. I was indeed too tired yesterday. It was already noon.
Not getting a response, I got up from the bed, went out and saw my mother running on the treadmill.
My mother was wearing headphones and obviously didn’t hear my call. She was only wearing a sports bra and a pair of sports shorts, showing off her plump and beautiful figure. Sweat flowed down her plump body, exuding a strong smell of hormones.
Seeing me coming out, my mother was no longer shy like before, and showed off her beautiful body openly. At the same time, she said, “If you are hungry, go eat by yourself. There is milk and bread on the table.”
“Mom, I think you are more delicious.” I replied with a smile. The morning is the time when I am full of energy. Seeing my mother’s graceful figure, of course I couldn’t help but feel excited.
“Stop it, go wash up and eat.”
“I want to eat you first~” I moved closer to my mother and sniffed her sweat.
Mom stopped running, glanced at me with a smile in her eyes, and said softly, “Do you want an obedient little bitch?”
I got angry and nodded quickly.
“If you want it, then just listen to me.” After saying that, my mother gave me a wink, turned on the treadmill and continued exercising.
“Oh~” I was so itchy because of what my mother did to me, but I had to suppress my anger. I went to the toilet to expel the old stool and then washed up.
When I arrived at the dining table, my mother had finished exercising and was wiping the fine sweat off her body with a towel.
My anger had already subsided a little, and as I watched my mother wiping her body inch by inch with a towel, my cock couldn’t help but jump again, but I still sat down at the dining table and ate breakfast obediently.
After wiping her body, my mother sat next to me and glanced at my lower body: “You are so irritable so early in the morning, wasn’t there enough yesterday?”
“Young man, how are you?” I saw two pieces of bread on the dining table, and knowing that my mother had not had breakfast either, I poured her a glass of milk.
Mom took a sip of milk, then put the cup aside and whispered, “Take off your pants.”
“Ah?” My voice should be full of surprise. He took off his pants, revealing his erect big cock, and I asked knowingly, “What?”
My mother glanced at me and said as a matter of course: “Eat breakfast.”
After saying that, she bent down and put my dick into her mouth.
There was still a trace of white milk at the corner of my mother’s mouth. When she put my cock into her mouth, the trace of white milk looked like semen and was extremely obscene.
“Huh~” So cool~ I let out a sigh of relief. Early in the morning, my cock was actively wrapped by my mother’s soft little mouth. This was an enjoyment I had never experienced before.
Fine beads of sweat continued to be secreted from my mother’s back and waist, emitting a rich scent of sweat. Her ponytail jumped up and down with the rise and fall of her head, and her pair of plump breasts gently brushed across my thighs through her sports bra. The feeling was truly indescribable.
I let my mother’s head rise and fall between my legs, my cock enjoying the service of my mother’s small mouth and tongue, and then I ate breakfast by myself. I have to listen to my mother, she told me to eat.
After taking two bites of bread and drinking a sip of milk, an idea suddenly occurred to me. I brought the glass of milk to my mother and said, “Mom, drink some milk.”
Mom spit out my cock and looked up, her tongue gently swept across her lips, then took the milk, drank a sip, then held another sip in her mouth, then lowered her head again and took my cock into it.
Seeing that my mother actually understood what I meant, I was overjoyed and my love for her was beyond words.
The cock entering the small mouth wrapped in milk is another different experience. The moist and cold milk wraps around my cock, and the whole body feels like being caressed by ice silk, which is extremely comfortable.
As my mother’s little mouth sucked and spit out, a few white traces of milk were left on my cock, and it looked like semen was constantly being sucked and spit out by my mother, which looked extremely obscene.
But Mom had obviously never tried giving a blowjob while holding water in her mouth. It was difficult for her small mouth to hold the milk, and white milk kept flowing out from the corners of her mouth, like overflowing semen, flowing down her chin and dripping onto the floor.
I just tried deep throat last night. My mother’s throat was still a little uncomfortable, so she didn’t take it very deeply. She mostly used her soft tongue to circle around my glans.
“Mom, do you remember Diana kneeling down to cum?” I took a sip of milk and said with a smile.
My mother pinched me, then pushed the bench away, bent her sweaty legs, put the toes of her sneakers on the ground, raised her feet, and knelt gently in front of me.
Although I felt very comfortable being sucked by my mother’s little mouth, I had no intention of ejaculating. I don’t know if it was because I ejaculated too much yesterday or if I was just too lasting in the morning, but even after finishing breakfast, I still had no intention of ejaculating.
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