By mealtime, Mom had returned to normal. Well, kind of. She only talked and laughed with my father, and deliberately neglected me.
Dad just came back from a business trip, and I made progress in my studies, so I was happy to drink and celebrate.
Mom seldom drinks alcohol, that's why she got drunk after a just taking a few sips. In the end, only me and my father drank together.
After drinking for three rounds, the father whose health had begun to decline was first to leave the dining hall and run to go to the toilet.
I looked at my mother who was chewing food in small bites at the dining table. The bright red mouth opened and closed lightly once in a while. She appeared so charming, dignified and beautiful.
"Mom." I couldn't help calling out.
"Don't talk to me!"
My mother, who was still smiling with father just now, suddenly said with a straight face.
"What's the matter, mom?"
"You still have the nerve to ask!"
Mom stared at me with a face full of frost.
"I thought Mom wouldn't be mad..." I pretended to be very pitiful and lowered my head.
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"How can I not be angry?! How could you touch me with... that thing just now..."
Halfway through the speech, she was a little hesitant, words like dick, cock, and penis, naturally my lady-like mother couldn't say it.
"But Mom, I'm really not uncomfortable down here..."
I stood up abruptly, took off my pants, and the big dark cock with blue veins was exposed. After being hidden for half a month, it finally regained freedom.
"You... are you crazy?!"
Mom's hand which was reaching out for some cashews stopped in middle, and a look of horror appeared on her face. She couldn't believe that I just took off my pants knowing that father was still in the toilet and may come out at any
time.
"Mom, you promised to help me, and I passed all the tests!" Just like that, I walked up to my mother with my thick cock sticking out, and the huge black and purple glans was facing my mother's face.
"You... get dressed quickly, your father is still here!"
My mother's pretty face looked very flustered, and she stood up and wanted to pull up my pants.
But before that, I suddenly walked closer to my mother. She backed away in panic until her back was pressed against the wall. I followed her very closely, almost touching but never really touching her.
When she was completely pressed against the wall, I grabbed my mother's slender cold wrists and pressed her tender palm on my big dark and hot cock.
My mother clenched her fists tightly and resisted stubbornly, unwilling to hold my big cock.
My mother clenched her fists tightly and resisted stubbornly, unwilling to hold my big cock.
I pressed my swollen glans against my mother's hand, and prostrate fluid began flowing out from my urethral opening within moments. With my lewd movements, the mucus was soon connected to my mother's hand and my big cock.
"Mom, please help me at night, I'm really uncomfortable."
I said with a particularly aggrieved expression.
The mother seemed to be at a loss. The thick glans was tightly pressed her cold little hands, and the heat emitting from every touch made her feel weak.
Mom turned her head and stopped looking at me; she seems to have forgotten to pull up my pants.
I saw that my mother ignored me. I wasn't to be outdone.
Probably because of alcohol, I was more courageous today, so
I continued pressed my mother's tender hand with the glans.
Time went by little by little, but this short time was so difficult for mother.
Mom didn't understand why her body had such a reaction. Just feeling the hot temperature emitting from the thing touching her hands made her pussy slightly moist.
'I wasn't like this when I helped him a few times before... Is it because I am old and long to be loved...?'
'None of the times I've been my husband made me this wet...
'Although I haven't done it for several years because of husband's work, I know my body well--I never had such intense desires...'
She looked aside to her son again who was enjoying the coldness of her hands with his eyes closed comfortably.
'Is it really that comfortable...?'
'I really want to try it too...'
She didn't knew why her body reacted like this. But there is saying, a woman in thirties is like a wolf, and a woman in forties is like a tiger. Of course, this saying was about sexual need. She was not a stone-hearted woman. After being continuously teased by her son, her body that hasn't been nourished for years started yearning for pleasure uncontrollably.
Smelling the breath of the strong man in front of her, she became more and more confused. Although the man in front of her was her son, her body seemed uncontrollable and she forgot to resist.
Unaware of all this, I was enjoying my mother's cool hand without a care. After a while, I felt that my mother's clenched fist seemed to be a little loose, so I glanced at my mother. She appeared a little lost in thought--I didn't knew what she was thinking. But taking advantage of this opportunity, I aimed at my mother's slightly opened fist, and pushed my waist hard.
"Ah...!"
This brought my mother's thoughts back to reality. She first cried out in panic, and then quickly covered her mouth after reacting.
She secretly glanced in the direction of the toilet, and found that the door to the bathroom was still tightly shut. Seeing this, she heaved a sigh a relief.
"Oh... Mom, your hands feel so good!"
Mom's slightly cold and tender hands finally held my big cock. The slippery touch of her hands made me tremble all over, like an addict who had been holding back for a long time and finally got a whiff.
"Mom, you actually took the initiative to touch my cock, I am so happy!" While enjoying myself, I still didn't forget to tease my mother with words.
"I didn't..." Mom retorted stubbornly.
Although I was finally able to enjoy my mother's little hand again, time was running out, my father would come out anytime, so I stopped molesting her, and propped my arms around my mother, onto the wall behind her.
Then, I started swinging my waist hard. My thick, hot cock kept thrusting in and out of my mother's tender hands. The movements were so rough that even my mother's body also swayed back and forth.
I was getting closer and closer to my mother, whose back was already pressed against the wall completely. The distance between me and my mother was only ten centimetres. If the thick and long cock hadn't been deliberately pushed up by my mother, it must have reached her lower body long ago.
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