Mom's Moans
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 37
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 37 - "Ah..." At this time, my mother, who was ejaculated inside by me, couldn't help but scream. She had already felt the fierce rush of warm semen deep in her vagina. This scream was full of panic, helplessness, and the climax and comfort of being washed by the warm flow of semen. Mom actually had another climax, a climax from my ejaculation inside her.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
“Ugh ... ugh ... puff ... ugh...” After entering the bathroom, I heard the sound of my mother retching and spitting. She seemed to be in pain and the sound was very loud.
“Huh...” At this moment, I couldn’t help but let out a heavy breath. My thick and long penis was a little smaller, but still very hard. There was still a drop of semen hanging on the urethra. I looked down at my penis, especially the traces of saliva left on the shaft. I seemed very satisfied and happy. But when I saw the semen on the kitchen cabinet and the floor, I was still a little embarrassed. Especially when I heard the retching sound of my mother coming from the bathroom, I couldn’t help but smile with excitement.
“Dong dong dong...” I heard the retching sound stop and the sound of gargling was heard. I couldn’t help but walk to the bathroom door and knocked without pulling up my pants.
“What?” After a brief pause, my mother’s voice was heard. Her voice was a little cold, completely lacking the gentleness just now.
“Give me some toilet paper, I’ll wipe ... the floor and the stove...” I couldn’t help but move closer to the door and said, my voice was so soft that I didn’t even call her “Mom”. Was I taking this opportunity to get closer to my mother?
“There’s something on the back windowsill...” After a pause, my mother’s voice came. I couldn’t help but look back and then walked over, but a hint of disappointment flashed across my face.
I went to the kitchen and got a paper towel. I wiped my penis first, then put the penis that had been hanging outside for a long time back into my crotch, put on my basketball shorts again, and then wiped the floor and the stove. After wiping, I listened to the sounds in the bathroom. There was no sound inside, and no sound of water. She had vomited, rinsed her mouth, and didn’t take a shower. There was only one possibility, that my mother was calming herself down in there, and at the same time she was avoiding me, because she couldn’t face me at this time. After taking a deep breath, I hesitated for a moment and walked to the door of the bathroom.
“I’m leaving now. If you have anything, send me a message...” I also didn’t call my mother “Mom”, but spoke in the tone of a peer. This happened between me and my mother, and I treated her as my own woman. The mother inside didn’t say anything, as if she didn’t want to pay attention to me. I believe that her heart must be very complicated and confused at this time.