Mother Nightmare Part 6

Author: exking
Word count: 22849
Chapter 16 Mother 2

I quietly stood at the door of the exercise room and looked in. The storage cabinet hidden behind the mirrored cabinet door in the room was open. The mattress, towel quilt, sex toys, etc. that my son and I needed for sex had been taken out. My son was poking his buttocks and placing pillows, cushions, and towel quilt on the air mattress that had been placed on the ground. The single sofa that usually leaned against the wall had been pushed to the middle of the room next to the mattress. Basically laid out.

The practice room was remodeled from the former second bedroom, three of which are large mirror walls, with stainless steel handrails around the half of the mirror wall, and a large aluminum alloy floor-to-ceiling viewing window with double-layer soundproof and coated glass. The four walls and the top surface are also large mirrors.

I discussed it with my son for a long time when I was decorating the house. I spent a lot of thought on this love hut, which is obviously a practice room. There is only one theme – for the convenience of our love and the stimulation of sexual intercourse. The bright and multi-layered lights and the mirror on the top of the wall are to show our bodies and lewd expressions when we are in love. The shape, position, and hidden projection are for watching pornographic movies during sex. In addition to a few fixed high-definition cameras, there are also movable cameras to record our love process, so that we can reminisce afterwards, and I watch masturbation when I and my son are not at home.

My son turned his head after seeing my figure in the mirror. I spread my legs slightly and leaned on the doorway. I rubbed my son’s slightly drooping breasts with one hand, which made me and my son very proud and satisfied. The other hand slowly slid down from the chest under the gaze of my son. Gently rubbing the vulva with her small hands, she hummed like a pussy female cat.

In the temptation of this son’s favorite dress and groaning, my son’s impatient hands and feet quickly climbed up to my thighs, hands on my jade legs, fingers gently caressing my delicate insteps and slender calves, his small body crawled under my crotch, bowed his head to kiss and lick my mushroom-like toes and soles, which were exposed outside the black high-heeled sandals and wrapped in transparent black thin suspender stockings, itchyThe numbness penetrated from the tip of the toes straight into my mind, and it was so comfortable that I lifted my big toe high. The toe fell into a warm and moist place. It was my son’s soft lips that held it. The silky little tongue licked on the belly of the toes, and drilled between the toes. I was tricked into it since I was a child. It is said that it is the tongue skills that have been trained for me with tongue massage, and the grasp of my sensitive points and preferences accumulated over the years.

After licking all over the soles of my two little feet, my son licked along the ankles, calves, knees, and thighs with his left foot, and then his right foot to my crotch, which is calling for the man he loves. The secreted lewd fluid gurgled out of the vulva, slid over the slightly open and drooping two plump labia minora, dripped down the inner thigh, and was constantly intercepted and sucked into the mouth by the son’s lips and tongue on the thigh.

The little face of my son finally came to the root of my thigh, and was buried deep in the super long and lush black jungle between my crotch, which was soaked in cum. After a long time of intercourse, playing, and wanton urinating, my lower body exudes a strong smell of urine, lewd water, pussy, and female estrous hormone. The clamped deep groin groove worships my mature woman’s plump pussy and anus that are purple-black after sex and excretion for many years, as well as the deep groin. The small body is squeezed between my legs, and my hands are stretched from my crotch to hold my upturned, plump, wide waist and hips, so that his face and my wet lower body are closely connected without a gap.

The hot flashes in my chest prompted me to stretch my hands between my crotch and hug the back of my son’s head, rubbing it gently and slowly lifting it up. My buttocks followed my son’s hands and sat on his upturned face. I gently squeezed his young face, nose and lips with the fat and plump pussy between my crotches. The soft lips tried to cling to my labia, vaginal opening, perineum, and anus covered with viscous liquid. I looked over the protruding plump belly and watched my son arching between the crotch like a cute pig sucking milk with a sweet heart.

Feeling the pleasure caused by the tenderness, thoughtfulness and agitation from the crotch, under a strange mentality that I hope my daughter can listen carefully but a little uneasy, I wantonly moaned, murmured, screamed and screamed, guiding and directing my son to serve me, stimulate me and satisfy me with movements, gestures and words.

I’m so excited! The purple thin silk translucent pajamas around the waist have been torn loose at some point. The pajamas, which were already too short to cover the lower body, slid to the sides of the body and hung down.The deep V-shaped slit of the above pajamas jumped out, and the already plump breasts became sore and swollen because of the congestion and swelling. Two big nipples