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Chapter 82

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 82 - 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  

I looked at my mother’s plump buttocks under her hip skirt, and I couldn’t help but feel a little greedy. I said, “Mom, I want to help you take drugs, too.”

Mom put down the cock in her hand, glanced at me seductively, and said meaningfully: “You are quite filial.”

“That’s it~~you sit on me.”

My mother half-knelt and moved to my side. With my help, she turned over and climbed on me. Then she moved her plump buttocks back and placed them in front of my eyes.

When she lifted up her hip-hugging miniskirt, her sweet buttocks wrapped in shiny black stockings were revealed. What I didn’t expect was that my mother was not wearing any underwear. Although I knew that my mother had changed into this outfit specifically to come in and comfort me, I was still surprised to see her not wearing any underwear.

The shiny black stockings are relatively thin, with no gap in the crotch. The plump pussy is faintly visible through the seamless stockings, and the crotch of the stockings is stained with a thin layer of water.

I patted my mother’s butt lightly, causing a wave of black buttocks, then I raised my head and buried myself in the crack of my mother’s buttocks, breathing deeply the poisonous and lewd scent from my mother’s lower body.

Before I started licking, the breath from her nose made my mother feel itchy, and her butt, which had been slightly raised, sat down involuntarily. The little hole, which was slightly secreting vaginal fluid, seemed to want me to kiss her deeper.

Since my mother was so proactive, I couldn’t help but want to enjoy the beautiful clam in front of me. Through the thin stockings, my lips began to invade my mother’s plumpness. The clam meat was tender, and I gently twisted it with my tongue. Soon, I tasted the most tender juice in this incomparable delicacy in the world.

The juice flowed out of my mother’s vagina, warm, sticky, crystal clear and sweet, like nectar and Diana liquid, but it was separated by a thin layer of black stockings, which made me feel a little unsatisfied.

At the same time, the cock continued to feel the pleasure of being sucked and wrapped. Because of the line of sight, I didn’t know how my mother was serving me, but the increasingly deep feeling of being wrapped couldn’t deceive anyone. The feeling of 69 was really wonderful.

After licking for a while, I felt that the black stockings in front of me were a bit of a hindrance. Although they looked hazy and tempting, what I needed now was a complete satisfaction.

I hooked up a handful of stockings, exerted force with both hands, and with a “rip”, the crotch of the black stockings was torn open, revealing a snow-white vagina in the middle. The plump vagina was snow-white and flawless, with a slightly open crack in the middle, emitting a faint trace of heat, and the gurgling nectar flowed out from the crack like a spring, flowing on this perfect pubic mound.

Such a beautiful sight really made my mouth water. I used my hands to widen the slit in the stockings again, and then I kissed this tender and beautiful clam deeply without hesitation.

Without the barrier of stockings, the clam meat was so pink and fresh, and even had a hint of sweetness when tasted carefully. I probed into the pubic mound and swept along the crack, causing my mother to tremble, and also rolled up a layer of fresh nectar, which I swallowed into my mouth.

“Hmm~” Even though my mother was trying hard to deep throat me, she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan from the corner of her mouth. Before the slight trembling ended, she moved her plump buttocks down to my face, greedily craving more passionate kisses.

I gently sucked my mother’s pussy with my lips and my nose tip was against her anus. Every time I sucked her pussy, I could feel her body tense up and her anus slightly contracted, gently pinching my nose tip.

I put my arms around my mother’s plump thighs. The lush flesh made me feel lustful. When I saw my mother’s plump buttocks in front of me, I couldn’t help but slap her hard on the buttocks.

I like spanking my mother’s butt. I don’t know if it’s because I’m addicted to the feeling of the flesh when it’s spanked, or because the crisp sound is too beautiful, or because the surging waves of the butt are too addictive. In short, when a slap is placed on my mother’s plump butt, there is always an inexplicable sense of pleasure and brutality in my heart.

Perhaps, such a plump and sweet butt is destined to become a bitch.

“Bang!”

Another slap, and along with it came my deep sucking of my mother’s pussy. The pain and pleasure invaded my mother’s nerves at the same time. My mother couldn’t help but forget the work in her mouth, and she let out a long and seductive moan.

“Hmm~~~~~”

“Pah!” “You’re so slutty, mom.” After saying that, I licked my mother’s asshole again.

“Oh~~” Mom’s buttocks were tightly clamped against my face.

“Is it comfortable here?” I asked softly as my wet tongue tip hooked across my mother’s anus.

“Comfortable~~mm~~Comfortable~~~”

“Pa!” Another hard slap landed on my mother’s buttocks, and I kissed her asshole. I said, “You feel good, why don’t you lick me?”

“Hmm~~” After a soft moan, I felt my mother’s tongue crawling over my scrotum and gradually sliding towards my buttocks.

My mother has been very careful to clean her anus these days, so it is very clean. I spread her two snow-white buttocks, kissed her anus, and my tongue gently wandered over the folds of her anus.

With the stimulation of my tongue, my mother’s anus opened and closed slightly, and the wrinkled soft flesh kept contracting and relaxing, relaxing and contracting. I seized the opportunity and gently passed the wet tip of my tongue over the slightly open anus.

 
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