black silk mother

Author: guzihang
Word count: 5977
Speaking of my mother, she is really the best among women of the same age. My mother’s appearance and figure are the same as those of a girl, of course, with a touch of charm and charm, but her character and heart are completely mature women, who will care and love others, usually dignified and beautiful, gentle and virtuous.

After another day of sluggish study, I quickly rushed home on my bicycle, not only because I have a beautiful mother at home, but more importantly, I can ignore everything else except being with my mother. I can not only enjoy the pleasure of sex with my mother, but also enjoy the comfortable feeling of being with my mother. I found that I have begun to really fall in love with my mother. It is a kind of love between a man and a woman. I must seize every moment with my mother. I know that as time goes by and age changes, the time I spend with my mother will be less and less. Now we are in a two-person world, and no one can stop us. There is always a voice in my heart calling, “Xiao Yang, my mother is everything to you now”. With the voice in my heart, I have already rushed to open the door of the house.

The third year of senior high school has a heavy study schedule, and I have to make up classes until 5 o’clock every day. My mother leaves work at 5 o’clock just at this time, and I can see my mother when I go home. In fact, I used to often see my mother when I came back from class.

There is no familiar and beautiful figure of my mother in the living room, only the sound of washing vegetables coming from the kitchen. Well, at this time, my mother should start to start dinner, and this time is often the best time for me and my mother to put on a good show. The energy of the two people who have been fighting for a whole day can be vented and released at this time. Of course, it does not succeed every time. Although my mother likes this kind of sexual pleasure, she occasionally holds back and avoids my harassment. The affection and lust between us.

As soon as the door rang, there was a mildly expectant voice from the kitchen, “Xiao Yang is back.”

“Well, Mom.” I followed the source of the voice to the kitchen door, and the scene that appeared was enough to make people dizzy.

I immediately scanned the beautiful scenery with the quickest gaze of a man. The elegant mother was wearing an apron and her back was facing me. Her chestnut hair like a waterfall hung down to her back, and the tips of her hair were slightly raised outwards.Duan, the pink collar on the neck shows that my mother is wearing a silk shirt. From my mother’s back, there seems to be a trace of a female bra protruding. Wrapped at the waist, it looks round and warped.

As the mother’s straight and beautiful legs moved unconsciously, her buttocks also occasionally twisted. From the thick and well-fitting middle of the thighs to the mother’s small ankles, they were wrapped in thin black stockings, which also glowed softly and shrouded in a hazy black mist, making her look very sexy. The pair of patent leather pumps made her look even taller, her legs were more slender, and her buttocks were more round and straight. Seeing this, her beautiful round buttocks twisted twice again Now, there is no need to pay too much attention to how beautiful the frontal portrait is. I believe that even a man can’t control it.

right! In fact, I couldn’t stand it for a long time. I held my breath, rushed over from behind and hugged my mother’s round buttocks, and kneaded them vigorously. The silk skirt felt quite smooth and felt very good. When I was suddenly attacked, my mother also exclaimed, and then she returned to normal and continued to wash the dishes in her hands pretending to be calm. her.

I just like my mother’s uncontrollable reaction. Seeing that my mother can’t concentrate on washing the vegetables, I am getting more and more excited. The weapon below has already set up a tent, and it still hurts a little. I let go of my mother’s buttocks, and stuck my whole body on them. My left hand reached out to my favorite thighs in stockings and crazily stroked them. My right hand turned to hug my mother from under the armpit. I grasped and caressed a pair of plump breasts with my palms through the apron. The giant clinging to my mother’s buttocks also began to grind up and down.

At this time, my mother had already stopped the work she was doing. She leaned against the tile cabinet, holding the basin with both hands, and let me do whatever I wanted. Her sensitive body also began to wriggle, as if she was expecting my further actions. Of course I understood, my mouth kissed my mother’s little earlobe, my mother turned her face knowingly, smiled, and the two sexy lips with light lipstick on the kitten’s mouth stuck to my lips, our tongues entangled with each other, and we wanted to suck up each other’s fluid.

Suffocating my mother’s body fluids, smelling the fragrance of my mother’s mature woman, the excitement was wave after wave, and my left hand went directly along the skirt into my mother’s group. Although the narrow skirt was a bit tight, it was more elastic, so it was smooth to touch. My hand slipped from the thigh to the inside of the mother’s thigh. The right hand that has been rubbing the tits is even crazier, I really want toI tore off the apron tied to my mother, and my mother’s right hand stopped my movement at this time.

I was a little puzzled, and my mother stared at me.