Mom's enjoyable holiday.

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My mother, Liu Hong'e, is forty-three years old this year. She was a dancer when she was young. Due to her dedication to dance, she has been running a dance school since she got married. She often performs on stage with the dance troupe, so she has always insisted on exercising. In order to maintain her figure, she also has my sisters and me practice yoga. Therefore, her figure is not as plump and bloated as that of women of the same age. My mother has an enviable figure, but with her height of 1.7 meters, her slender figure, her full breasts and her firm buttocks, she often attracts stares and glances from people on the street.

Besides my mother, there are two other girls in my family: my older sister Jionghong and my twin sister Xiaoyang. They both inherited my mother's excellent physique and developed to be more beautiful than girls their age. Having three such outstanding women living with me, a precocious boy, for years, people who know me say I'm incredibly lucky with women. But to me, it's just good for my eyes, which has always made me both melancholic and happy… One summer during high school, because we all did very well on our exams, my father specially arranged a trip. He couldn't come due to work, so my mother had to bring the three of us.

The bullet train sped along, and I looked at the scenery outside the window, listening to the casual conversations of my fellow travelers.

“Sister Liu, you must take good care of yourself! You don't look like a mother of three at all!”

“Yes, you look about the same age as your eldest daughter!”

“Oh, how can I compare to girls these days, haha…”

My female travel companions chatted, mainly about appearances and such. They were currently talking about my mother, and I saw immense envy in their eyes. Among them were people much younger than my mother, but I'm not bragging, my mother certainly has reason to be proud until this unexpected trip... "What? The rooms are full?"

"How did you arrange this?"

"We are very sorry, and please understand that it's peak tourist season, and we really can't arrange enough rooms."

The tour guide apologized to us repeatedly. "We can only make room for you in the meantime, and we will assign rooms to you right away."

"How did you arrange this? We clearly said it was single rooms when we signed up!"

"We're so sorry, the hotel is hosting several large groups today."

"Okay, okay, there are four of us in our family, so please give us a double room." My mother offered to accept the tour guide's arrangement.

"Everyone's tired, let's get some rest."

"Thank you so much for your cooperation. Our travel agency guarantees that we'll make sure to arrange the next scenic spot perfectly for everyone."

... "Ah, so comfortable!"

After dinner, I left the restaurant early and went to soak in the hotel's hot spring pool. It's said to be a signature feature of the hotel, a large open-air hot spring pool with a strong Japanese style. The pool I'm currently soaking in is surrounded by bamboo groves, and bamboo pipes are constantly filling the pool with water. However, the middle of the pool is separated by a row of bamboo of varying heights. I wonder what's behind it? Soaking in the warm water is so comfortable that I actually fell asleep.

"Wow, this feels so good!"

"The water temperature is just right."

"After a long train ride, I really need to relax."

I'd probably been soaking for a while when I suddenly woke up from the heat. I heard people talking, but when I looked around, there was no one there. Listening carefully, the voices seemed to be coming from behind that row of bamboo rafts. Now I realized that the hot spring pools were separated for men and women. I had mischievously thought it was a mixed-gender bath, which was a bit disappointing.

But seeing that my side was empty, another naughty thought popped into my head. I quietly swam towards the bamboo rafts in the pool, carefully searching the rafts for a small hole where I could peek. Finally, I found a small hole in an inconspicuous place. I was so excited I almost shouted. I peeked into the hole with my left eye. What does it mean to be in a hole? I realized now. The scene there was like a scene from an adult film, a large group of women bathing together. It's quite rare to see such a sight.

Some of the women were wearing bathrobes, while others wore swimsuits. The younger, more shapely ones simply took off their towels at the edge of the pool and stepped naked into the water. They frolicked and chatted in the water, completely unaware that someone was peeping at them. As I watched, I felt my mouth get dry, and my little brother involuntarily became erect. Just then, two familiar figures appeared before me—my older sister and younger sister. I saw my older sister walk to the edge of the pool, stretch out her long, slender, fair legs, and test the water temperature with her delicate toes. Then, she decisively lifted her towel and stepped into the water. My younger sister, however, seemed hesitant. My older sister seemed to say something, but my younger sister still didn't take off her towel. My older sister smiled and swam straight towards my area. My younger sister had no choice but to follow her into the water, still carefully wrapped in her towel. Their appearance immediately attracted the attention of a group of women. Many women glanced at my older sister's full, firm breasts, then looked down at their own and shook their heads in disappointment. Now, my gaze was getting closer and closer to theirs. I secretly chuckled to myself. Although I often spied on them bathing at home, I found this situation even more exciting.

"Sister, don't you think Mom isn't very happy?" my younger sister said, leaning against the edge of the pool.

"Hmm, you noticed?" my older sister replied.

"Hmm, but why?"

"It's all because of Dad. He said we'd come together, but then he said he couldn't." Actually, I had already noticed that Mom wasn't too happy, but I didn't know how to comfort her.

"Alright, alright, let's be good these few days, listen to Mom, and spend some time with her to make her happy," the older sister said. "Look at you, a grown woman, still so shy and hesitant?" As she spoke, she reached for her younger sister's towel.

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed, so many people are watching."

"Hehe, what's there to be embarrassed about? It's the same at home, just treat it like your bathroom at home." The older sister smiled mischievously and suddenly ripped the towel off her younger sister.

"Xiaoyang, your breasts seem to have gotten quite a bit bigger, haha!"

I thought so too. I knew very well whether my sister's breasts had gotten bigger or not; I remember there was a period when she changed her bra very frequently. Watching the two of them playing in the water made me even more excited. My little brother was already fully erect, and I unconsciously started to masturbate. After all, this was the first time I had observed their delicate bodies so closely. At this moment, the older sister told the younger sister to turn around. The younger sister placed her hands on the rocks by the pool, and the older sister stood up and massaged her back. She naturally spread her legs, exposing her beautiful buttocks. Her pink anus and the dark forest of her private parts were completely visible to me.

I sped up the speed of masturbating my little brother. I couldn't miss this good opportunity! After a while, I felt a surge of heat in my abdomen, and a stream of hot semen shot into the water. In my excitement, I went a little overboard and slapped the bamboo raft. This startled me and the older sister and younger sister on the other side. I quickly dived into the water, swam to the edge of the pool, put on my clothes, and returned to my room. Although I was afraid of being discovered, I was also extremely excited, as if I had just ejaculated inside my sister. Returning to my room, I found my mother wasn't there, so I quickly turned on the TV. About forty minutes later, I heard them return. I perked up and pretended to watch TV.

"Brother Xiao Fan, didn't you go to the hot springs?"

I looked at them as they came in; my younger sister was holding an ice cream cone.

"Soaking in the hot springs and then eating ice cream is really relaxing!"

"I...I haven't gone yet. Hmm, is it relaxing? Then I'll go try it." I answered guiltily, then got up, grabbed a few clothes, and prepared to leave.

"Don't soak for too long, you'll get heatstroke!" my sister said to me. I looked back at her, and she glanced in my direction too. I noticed a strange smile on her lips, which suddenly sent a chill down my spine.

Leaving the room, I was filled with anxiety. Where should I go? Should I really soak a little longer? I might actually faint in the water. With nothing else to do, I grabbed an ice cream and wandered around outside the hotel. Before I knew it, I was back at the hot spring area. Thinking I should soak before bed, I looked at the map to see what other pools were available. After a while, I chose one called "Waterfall Bath." However, this pool was quite deep, almost halfway up the mountain. Thinking back, I'd been so busy peeking that I hadn't really enjoyed it properly.

It was almost nine o'clock now; there shouldn't be many people around. I could finally soak properly. It took me almost ten minutes to find the pool. Even before I got close, I understood why it was called "Waterfall Bath." It consisted of several small pools of varying sizes arranged irregularly in a stepped fashion, with the water flowing from high to low like a waterfall. I couldn't tell if it was naturally formed or entirely man-made. I noticed that to get to the top pool, I had to climb several more steps. Thinking I had nothing else to do, I decided to climb to the top pool to enjoy the night view.

I soaked for about half an hour, and just as I was about to get up and go back to my room, I suddenly heard the sound of splashing water and smelled the aroma of sake. The sound seemed to be coming from the pool below mine. I figured it was probably someone else soaking in the hot spring, not wanting to be disturbed. But I couldn't resist my curiosity, so I quietly swam to the edge and looked down.

Using the lantern-shaped streetlights along the pool, I immediately recognized the person in the pool as my mother. Who else could have such a beautiful, curvaceous figure? I estimated the drop between my pool and the pool where my mother was to be about three meters. She was currently positioned roughly directly below me. Her towel and underwear were already draped over a rock nearby, next to a small table and a tray with small bottles of liquor. My mother was now slowly and carefully sipping her liquor from a small glass. She occasionally splashed water with one hand. She had no idea that her son was watching her from above. I watched quietly as my mother finished the small bottles of liquor, then scooped up some water and poured it over herself, beginning to dry herself.

She took a white towel from the poolside, wet it, and gently washed herself. Every movement she made was so alluring and seductive. I felt a surge of desire, and what followed was even more intense. My mother began to rub her breasts, squeezing them with both hands. Soft moans escaped her nostrils, and she seemed to increase the pressure, squeezing her full breasts until they were deformed. The moans gradually turned into faint groans. My God, was my mother masturbating?

I actually saw my mother masturbating! This had never happened before, or perhaps I hadn't noticed it before. What happened next was even more erotic. My mother stood up, her hands roaming over her body. She slipped her left hand between her legs, stroking her vulva. Her moans grew louder; she seemed to be completely absorbed in pleasure, her body trembling slightly. Then, my mother took the towel out of the water, wrung it out gently, and twisted it into a long strip. She then held one end of the strip and rubbed it against her crotch.

The mother pulled the towel back and forth, its rough, soft surface constantly stimulating her clitoris. This pleasurable sensation from the foreign object made her moans louder, and she even raised her head, a flush appearing on her face—whether from the alcohol or from enjoying the pleasure, it was hard to tell. She closed her eyes, her small mouth slightly open, her tongue licking her lips. After a while, she threw the towel into the water and picked up a wine bottle lying upside down on a plate by the pool. It was a bamboo-shaped bottle, and the small cup she had just been drinking from had its lid on it. She twisted the cup onto the bottle, then put it to her lips and licked it with her tongue. She went through it once, then lifted one of her long, slender legs and placed it on the edge of the pool. She then inserted the wine bottle, which resembled an erect penis, into her vagina. Perhaps because the large bottle was still a little cold, her whole body trembled the moment it was inserted. Then she began to move her hand back and forth. I estimated that the bottle was about 30 centimeters long. With each movement, my mother almost inserted the bottle all the way in. I don't know how long it took, but my mother must have gotten tired of standing. I saw her with the bottle still between her legs, and then she slowly walked to a smooth, large rock in the pool, lay down on it, and continued what she was doing. Her moans echoed softly in the valley. A moment later, I heard, "Mmm...mmm ah..." My mother abruptly pulled the bottle from her vagina. At that moment, I saw a spasm and convulsion in her upper body, and a stream of liquid gushed from her vagina like a fountain, spraying into the air and finally merging into the pool water. My mother collapsed onto the stone surface. Almost simultaneously with her orgasm, I ejaculated again. While my mother was still immersed in the pleasure of her orgasm, I quietly tidied myself up and returned to my room. I had to get back before her, perhaps because I felt guilty.

Back in my room, I found my older sister and younger sister already asleep. I quietly went into the bathroom and quickly showered, then went to the remaining bunk to sleep. But I couldn't fall asleep. My mind was still replaying the image of my mother in the hot spring, her lewd appearance. Although I had ejaculated again in the bathroom, the excitement hadn't subsided. I just stared blankly at my phone.

Around 11 o'clock, the bedroom door opened softly. I knew Mom was home, and I quickly closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. I heard Mom turn on the bathroom light, followed by the sound of the shower. My mind involuntarily conjured up the image of Mom naked again, and my penis became aroused. After a while, I heard Mom turn off the shower and light again; she would be going to bed soon. Suddenly, my heart started racing. I continued to pretend to be asleep until I felt Mom lift one side of the blanket and lie down with her back to me. She probably didn't notice how ridiculous I looked. I grabbed my unruly penis, afraid it might accidentally touch her.

So I pretended to turn over, also turning my back to her. After a long time, I suddenly realized I had gotten too excited. Now I was wide awake, and my penis seemed much more docile. Soon after, I heard Mom's steady breathing. It was so quiet all around, so quiet I could hear my own heartbeat. The scent of shower gel and wine emanating from my mother in the air made me feel a little more relaxed. I quietly turned my head to peek at her, and at the same time, she turned over. I quickly turned my head back, only turning back again when I felt her breathing was still steady.

In the moonlight streaming through the window, I saw my mother's still alluring sleeping posture. I gently turned over to examine her more closely. My mother was resting her head on her right arm, and we were so close that I could feel her subtle breathing rhythm. I gently lifted the blanket between us. My mother was wearing the loose-fitting nightgown she always wore at home. However, she didn't realize that because of the looseness of the nightgown, the neckline was still completely open, only covering a small part of her chest. What was directly exposed were my mother's tempting breasts, which were now rising and falling with her breathing. My previous observations confirmed my mother's habit of not wearing a bra to sleep.

Unconsciously, I felt a little itchy. I slowly reached out my right hand and gently touched my mother's collar. Then, I quietly lifted the collar covering the left half of her breast. I could feel my trembling hand. I lifted my mother's nightgown bit by bit, and my breathing became rapid, but I tried my best to suppress myself until I completely lifted the left half of my mother's collar and saw my mother's sleeping nipple. I remember that my mother's nipple was pinkish-brown, and her areola was also particularly beautiful.

My heart raced again, and I grew bolder. I pulled my right hand back, licked my fingers to moisten them with saliva, and then, holding my breath, gently touched my mother's nipple with my saliva-covered finger. There was no reaction, which secretly pleased me. I began to try bolder approaches. I noticed that with each touch, my mother's nipple seemed to change slightly, slowly becoming erect. So I gently pinched my mother's nipple, about the size of a pomegranate seed, with my thumb and forefinger, pulling my hand back after each pinch and squinting to see if there was any reaction. After two or three pinches, I became increasingly interested and increased the pressure. But just as I was about to pinch it for the fourth time, my mother suddenly turned around, almost making me scream.

After a while, I grew bolder. Although Mom's back was to me, because I had just pulled down her collar halfway, her upper body clothing had involuntarily slipped down quite a bit when she turned around, exposing most of her back to me. And just now, Mom's leg had moved slightly. I felt one of her feet touch me. I swallowed hard, thinking about my next move. I started moving my right leg, gently shifting it towards Mom. I felt my knee touch Mom's thigh, so I slowly rubbed my knee against her smooth thigh, savoring the pleasure of the sensation.

Emboldened, I quietly pulled down my pajama bottoms and tossed them off the bed. Then, pretending to roll over, I placed my right leg on Mom's thigh. Still, Mom didn't react much, so I started gently rubbing my leg against hers. Soon, Mom seemed to sense something; she moved her lower body, bending over, trying to bring her legs together. I leaned down, and my right leg was caught between her legs. I couldn't help it; I was shorter than her now. She seemed uncomfortable, and her tightly clamped legs loosened again. I released my right leg as well, but instead used my calf to rub against her calf. Even if she closed her legs again, I could easily get her to clamp me back in time. Now I was almost completely covered by the blanket. I was starting to enjoy this feeling—exciting and fun. I became bolder. Since she hadn't reacted before, why not take this opportunity to go deeper?

I reached out and took my phone under the blanket. I had already silenced it. I gently pressed the buttons, using the dim light to survey everything under the blanket. My mother's loose pajamas, after several tossing and turning, were now practically hanging around her waist, her upper and lower body almost completely exposed to me. I gently lifted the fabric draped over my mother's plump buttocks. Just as I expected, aside from this barely-there nightgown, she was completely naked. Her private parts were now only covered by her two plump buttocks. Seeing these fleshy buttocks at almost zero distance, I was speechless with excitement. My breathing quickened with my heartbeat, and my penis was already erect, even a little painful.

I reached out my right hand and gently placed my palm on my mother's buttocks, stroking them lightly. My mother only shifted her body slightly, and I began to knead them. My mother, perhaps feeling a little uncomfortable in her sleep, moved her buttocks. I stopped what I was doing, turned off my phone screen, and waited a moment before continuing to harass my mother's plump buttocks. Now, my mother's left leg was straight and her right leg was bent forward, her body facing me sideways. I slowly moved closer to her, almost pressing my body against hers. So I started masturbating my thick penis with my right hand, while my left hand continued to caress my mother's plump buttocks and smooth thighs. I knew I would soon leave my mark on her body.

Although it was risky, this kind of thrill might not come again. I thought I would clean up after ejaculating and go back to sleep, but just then, my mother suddenly turned around, and I was so scared that I almost screamed. But tragedy still struck. Just as I was slowly turning around, one of my mother's hands accidentally bumped into my penis. My erect penis instantly went limp, and my mind went blank. But I clearly felt my mother's hand bounce back as if it had been electrocuted, but it quickly grabbed my penis again.

"You brat, how could you do such a thing?" At the same time, my mother suddenly lifted the blanket and said sternly in a low voice. Just as I didn't know how to answer quickly, I suddenly felt a surge of heat in my lower body, and with a "plop...squeak," I actually ejaculated in this situation. Oh my god! I ejaculated right there on my mother's hand.

"You...you come with me to the bathroom, don't wake Xiaoyang and the others," Mom said angrily, bending down. She then threw back the covers, bent over, and ran to the bathroom. After a while, I followed her in.

"Close the door..." Mom said softly.

Mom turned on the shower and started washing herself. Only then did I realize that besides the semen that had shot onto her hands, a considerable amount had also gotten on her body. It was now sliding down her body with the water. Seeing this, I, who should have been scared after what happened, suddenly felt excited. My little brother seemed to be stimulated again, becoming erect once more.

At this moment, Mom seemed to notice this: "You child, you're up to something again, aren't you?" Mom said while wiping the water droplets off her body. However, her tone wasn't as harsh as before.

Good heavens! What man wouldn't be tempted by this?

"Take a good shower and reflect on yourself," Mom said, then walked out of the bathroom.

I quickly rinsed myself off and left the bathroom, then quietly climbed back into bed. Mom was lying on her side, but I was sure she wasn't asleep. I quietly covered myself with the blanket, turned my back to her, and lay down, my heart still pounding. My mind was a mess. What should I do now? Mom must be really angry this time. A little while later, I felt Mom turn over. I could feel her breathing behind my neck. I pretended to be asleep until I realized Mom's hand had unknowingly moved to my waist. I shuddered involuntarily.

Mom seemed to be closer to me, and her breathing became slightly rapid. She began to gently stroke me. I could clearly feel the warmth of her palm. Slowly, her hand moved down to my waist, then around my body, tentatively touching my penis. Then, through my shorts, she began to rub and gently stroke it. My penis was still erect when I saw Mom washing herself in the bathroom. Now, feeling its gentle movements in her hand, it became even harder, creating a tent in my shorts. I started to feel hot. Mom moved closer to me, and I felt her breasts pressed against my back. I could even feel her two erect nipples gently rubbing against my back. Then, she gently slipped an arm under my neck, slowly lifting my head towards her side. I turned slightly, and we were almost face to face.

"Mom, I..." I said.

"Keep your voice down, you little rascal," Mom whispered.

At the same time, her hand, which had been caressing my penis, slipped inside my shorts, and her delicate little hand finally grasped my little brother again. She shifted slightly, pressing my face against her chest. She nudged my neck, burying my face between her full, alluring breasts. The uniquely feminine scent of milk tantalized me, and I began licking her breasts with my tongue, gently kneading them with my hands. I took her nipple into my mouth, gently biting it with my teeth. My mother, clearly surprised by my boldness, let out a soft moan. Then, she squeezed my penis hard with the hand that had been stroking it. I almost cried out from the stimulation. We remained entwined like this for a long time.

Finally, my mother slowly pulled down my shorts. I instinctively arched my back and pulled them off completely, then placed my hands on her plump buttocks and began massaging them. Seeing that she didn't object, I grew bolder and tried to spread her legs, arching my lower body towards her genitals.

"You little pervert..." my mother's tone had become sweet and coquettish.

"Don't stuff your naughty thing in there, Mom... Mom will feel pain..." With that, she reached out her small hand, which had been playing with my penis, and grasped my right hand, which was kneading her buttocks. She guided my hand between her legs, and I finally touched my mother's mysterious black forest. Now, my mother was guiding me, rubbing her vulva with my fingers. Parting the black forest, my fingers touched the two small labia.

Now I was incredibly nervous, my fingers randomly fiddling around, touching a small fleshy ball. Suddenly, my mother's body twitched. I thought this must be a woman's clitoris. My mother let out a soft moan, so I used my index and middle fingers to probe deep into my mother's vulva, feeling her warm, slightly sticky flesh. I moved my fingers deeper and deeper into the fleshy walls, and my mother seemed to enjoy my caresses. Her small hand wasn't idle either; it once again grasped my penis and began to stroke it up and down. We caressed each other for a long time, our bodies pressed together, feeling each other's rising body temperature. The depths of Mom's vagina, which had been slightly dry, gradually became wet and slippery.

Then, Mom shifted her body, her small hand still holding my penis, gesturing for me to come closer. I turned sideways to face Mom. When my penis touched her genitals, Mom subtly parted her legs, further gesturing for me to lean against her bent right leg. Then, she gently lifted her left leg and hooked it around my waist, while her small hand guided my penis, rubbing it against the entrance of her vagina.

"Now, gently insert it..." Mom whispered softly in my ear.

I excitedly twisted my waist, creating a delicate angle between our bodies. Mom gently parted the labia of her dark forest with her hands, and I gently thrust forward, allowing my penis to smoothly enter Mom's vagina. My glans felt the warm, slippery walls of my mother's vagina. She clearly felt the intense stimulation from her son's penis, and she let out a soft moan. Realizing she couldn't be too unrestrained in this environment, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand. I began rhythmically moving my hips, my penis thrusting in and out. Our breathing gradually quickened, but we both tried to keep our voices down. With my free hands, I played with my mother's breasts. These already full and large mounds were now even rounder and firmer. I squeezed and kneaded her erect nipples, teasing them with my fingers. My mother peeked out from under the covers, but I could faintly hear her soft, panting breaths coming from her mouth. I unconsciously became even more excited and began to fuck her.

At this moment, Mom gently propped herself up slightly with her right arm, and her plump buttocks began to slowly undulate, moving her hips to meet my thrusts. I felt my penis rotating inside Mom's vagina, and the walls of her vagina were contracting and squeezing my penis intensely. A soothing force within her vagina simultaneously drew my penis deeper, and deep inside, something was opening and closing, occasionally locking my glans tightly. I realized that my current position didn't allow me to use my full strength, so I propped myself up with my left elbow for support, making my waist movements more powerful. Mom and I continued to thrust and fuck each other with abandon. Our bodies were incredibly hot, as if we were melting. Before we knew it, we were covered in sweat. Mom's hands caressed my chest.

"Hold Mom!" Mom whispered to me.

I leaned towards her, and at the same time, Mom rolled over and lay flat on her back. We gently moved together to the middle of the bed. I lay on top of her, our chests pressed tightly against hers. My penis continued to thrust rhythmically. Mom's legs naturally parted and bent. I placed my hands on either side of her body. We had been making love for who knows how long; dawn was breaking. In the light streaming in from the window, I looked at Mom. Her long hair was loose, and she seemed completely immersed in the pleasure. She closed her eyes slightly, breathing rhythmically and softly, her chest rising and falling with each breath. Suddenly, Mom opened her eyes, saw me staring intently at her, and turned her head away. She looked so beautiful.

I suddenly quickened my movements, and Mom felt this new wave of stimulation, her expression becoming even more dazed. Her hands pushed my waist tightly, as if urging me to put in more effort. I lay down again, reaching my hands behind Mom to hug her, thrusting my hips even more wildly. Mom felt my strength, and she lifted her legs to wrap tightly around my waist, our bodies pressed even closer together. The squeezing sensation in Mom's vagina became even more intense, and her soft moans in my ear were like an aphrodisiac. I became more and more vigorous, and all I could hear was a "gurgling" sound from Mom's vagina, her juices soaking the bed. We remained in this position, intertwining, until I noticed Mom's moans growing louder. I quickly covered her mouth with mine, and we sucked each other's saliva, our tongues entwining.

Suddenly, I felt my mother's body convulse. Her legs, wrapped around my waist and back, clamped even tighter. I knew she was about to climax. Fluid from her body was seeping out from where our genitals were joined, and my abdomen began to heat up, burning like a flame. I thrust my hips forcefully.

"Mom, I...I'm going to...cum!" I whispered in her ear.

"Ah! No, no, don't shoot inside... son..." Mom seemed to be struggling to breathe. Just then, her body suddenly convulsed violently, and a surge of heat gushed from deep within her vagina, washing over my penis. Immediately afterward, I felt a tingling sensation in my lower back, and a gush of hot liquid spurted from my penis almost simultaneously, pouring deep into Mom's cunt... I quickly pulled out my penis, and saw a large gush of liquid spurting from Mom's vagina, quickly soaking my body, the blankets, and the sheets. Mom's body was still convulsing violently, her legs trembling uncontrollably. The intense pleasure forced her to tightly cover her mouth, afraid of screaming too loudly. The liquid from Mom's lower body continued to spurt out for a full minute before stopping. Afterward, Mom collapsed on the bed, panting heavily.

"Where did you shoot?" After a while, Mom came to her senses from the pleasure of her orgasm.

"I..."

"You child...why...don't listen..." She suddenly sat up, only then realizing that the sheets and blankets were soaked.

"How embarrassing, this child has made me..." My mother's voice became very soft, but I still heard her.

"Go take a shower."

I obediently listened and quickly took a shower. When I returned to the bedroom, I found that my mother had already quickly changed the sheets and blankets.

"Go to sleep, there are activities tomorrow..." After saying that, my mother went to the bathroom and didn't come out for a long time.

"You little rascal, I told you not to ejaculate on my face, and you ejaculated quite a lot inside." After saying that, she hugged me from behind.

I don't know why, I just woke up from my sleep and found that Mom had gotten up sometime earlier, and my sisters were also awake, washing up and preparing for today's outing. Just then, Mom pushed open the door and came in. My sister quickly asked, "Mom, where did you go so early?"

Mom glanced at me and said, "Nothing, just took yesterday's dirty clothes to the laundry room."

From then on, during the holiday, we went out during the day, and I slept with Mom at night. We had a very enjoyable time. Especially Mom became more cheerful and beautiful, and she loved me even more…

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