Chapter 47

I looked at my mother who was slumped on the sofa in disbelief. She actually had an orgasm because of the invasion of the soles of her feet by my cock!

After swallowing, I asked tentatively: “Mom, did you feel comfortable just now?”

Mom gasped for breath and it took her a long time to calm down. She gave me a resentful look and bit her lip and said, “Little pervert! You ask even though you know the answer. You are so bad! How could your mother raise such a bad boy like you!”

I threw myself into her arms unwillingly, rubbing her plump breasts and said, “Mom is bullying me. It was you who asked me to massage you, but now that you feel comfortable you blame me. If I’m the little bad guy, then mom is the big bad guy!”

Mom smiled and hugged me, gently rubbing my head with her chin, and said softly: “You are so old and still act like a spoiled child, aren’t you ashamed? Mom only asked you to pinch it, but you touched and licked it, and finally ... did that ... Aren’t you deliberately being naughty?”

I looked up at my mother and said aggrievedly, “How can this be called mischief? I just wanted to make you feel more comfortable.”

“Well, Benjamin is the best son in the world. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t blame you.” Mom sighed deliberately, smiled and kissed my forehead, “Hurry up and let me wash you. It’s a little uncomfortable because of the cold.”

I pressed on my mother’s soft and boneless body, feeling as comfortable as if I was lying on a cloud, so I was reluctant to let her go. But what my mother said was also true. Her stockings were soaked with love juice, and it must be uncomfortable to feel the chill between her legs.

But I had a perfect solution. I adjusted my position, put my hot cock between my mother’s legs, and pressed it tightly against her wet vagina through her soaking stockings. I smiled evilly and said, “Mom, don’t get up! I have a smart green heating rod to warm you up.”

My mother was stunned for a moment, then realized what I said. She couldn’t help but knock my head and scolded me with a smile: “Little pervert! What do you mean by smart green environmental protection heating ... It’s obviously my own product, but you still say it’s so high-end!”

Although my mother acted as if she didn’t want to use it, she quietly put her legs together, gently clamped my cock, and twisted it gently twice, so that the restless thing was perfectly embedded in her flesh and began to perform its duty of heating and warming.

I moaned with pleasure, gently caressing my mother’s breasts through her silk nightgown, and asked curiously, “Mom, your feet are so sensitive, is it usually inconvenient?”

My mother rolled her eyes at me and said angrily, “You want to ask if I can have an orgasm while walking, right?”

After my mother exposed my little thoughts, she was not angry. Instead, I felt very embarrassed and had to hide my face between her breasts. She touched the back of my head lovingly and explained, “Humans are intelligent creatures. The so-called erogenous zones are only particularly sensitive during sexual intercourse. Don’t be fooled by your study materials.”

I gently rubbed my mother’s breasts, raised my head and smiled flatteringly: “I didn’t know what my mother liked before, so I could only do those things! It turns out that my mother feels so comfortable, then I will lick you every day in the future, okay?”

Mom chuckled with satisfaction and deliberately asked, “Aren’t you ashamed to lick Mom’s feet every day?”

“What’s so embarrassing about this?” I looked at my mother sincerely, and couldn’t help but think of the blowjob she gave me yesterday. “It’s just a very common way of caressing! If this is considered embarrassing, then wouldn’t those who give blowjobs to their partners be committing hara-kiri?”

“Son, I never realized your mouth was so sweet before, did you secretly apply honey on it?”

My mother deliberately rolled her eyes at me, but she couldn’t hide the joy on her face. At the same time, I felt my mother’s legs tightened together, which made me feel itchy. I couldn’t help but gently raise my waist and slowly rub her vagina.

“Whether there is honey or not, mom will know after she tastes it!”

“Mom wants to taste it.”

Mom smiled coquettishly, hugged me tightly, and kissed me slowly. I also hugged Mom’s waist tightly, raised my head and greeted her cherry lips.

Just then, my mother’s cell phone rang, which ruined the mood.

My mother and I turned our heads at the same time and looked at the phone on the coffee table with disgust. We frowned and sighed at the same time. After finding that our reactions were completely synchronized, my mother couldn’t help laughing. She patted my back gently and said softly, “Maybe there’s something going on at the company. Mom will answer the phone first.”