[Black Pantyhose Mommy]

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Black Pantyhose Mommy

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Speaking of my mother, she is truly the epitome of a woman her age. Her appearance and figure are indistinguishable from a young girl's,
though with an added touch of allure and charm. Her personality and inner world are those of a mature woman—caring and loving,
dignified beautiful, gentle and virtuous. Most importantly, she is completely open and cooperative in bed, needing no male
guidance whatsoever, always reaching the peak of pleasure with me. This is my ideal mother; in my heart, no
one can replace her.

After another dreary day of studying, I quickly rode my bicycle home, not just because
my beautiful mother was there, but more importantly, because now, I could ignore everything else except being with her. I
could enjoy the pleasure of sex with her, and also the comfort of being with her. I realized I
had begun to truly love my mother—a love between a man and a woman. I wanted to be with her every single moment
. I knew my mother felt the same way, though neither of us said it aloud. I
must cherish every moment with my mother. I know that as time goes by and I get older, the time I spend with
her will become less and less. Now, it's just the two of us, and no one can stop us.
A voice in my heart keeps calling out, "Xiao Yang, Mom is everything to you now." With that thought,
I rushed out the door.

My senior year of high school is quite demanding, and I have to attend tutoring classes until 5 p.m. every day. My mother gets off work at 5 p.m., which is exactly
when I get home and see her. Actually, I often saw her as soon as I got home after school before, but that's
because she left work early. My beautiful, smart, and capable mother can finish her work and leave early. But
the main reason is her position—a senior manager. No one said anything to my mother, which allowed me to have
my .

I didn't see my mother's familiar and beautiful figure in the living room, only the sound of washing vegetables coming from the kitchen. Hmm,
Mom must be starting to prepare dinner now. This was usually
the best time for my mother and me to put on our show. Two people burning with desire would
release . Of course, we didn't always succeed. Although Mom enjoyed the pleasure of sex, she would sometimes
be reserved, avoiding my advances. These little spice things out only strengthened our bond and fueled our passion.

As soon as I heard the door open, a soft, expectant voice came from the kitchen, "Xiao Yang's back."

"Yes, Mom." I followed the sound to the kitchen doorway, where what I saw was enough to make me
dizzy .

I immediately scanned this beautiful scene with the fastest gaze a man can muster. My elegant mother was wearing an apron with her back to me.
Her chestnut hair, like a waterfall, cascaded down her back, the tips slightly curling outwards. A well-tailored light gray
business suit perfectly outlined her graceful upper body. The pink collar
revealed a silk blouse underneath, and I could even see
the , making me swallow hard. It was clear that both the suit and blouse were very tight, and
the cinched waist made her already slender waist appear even more delicate.
Her figure, , began to expand dramatically below the waist. A light gray silk business suit with a slight sheen
hugged her hips, making them appear round and perky.

As Mom's straight, beautiful legs moved unconsciously, her pert buttocks occasionally swayed. From the mid-thigh of her
shapely thighs to her delicate ankles, she was encased in thin black stockings, which shimmered softly,
like a hazy black mist, making her look incredibly sexy. Her patent leather low-cut high heels made her appear even
taller, her legs even longer, and her buttocks even rounder and more shapely. Seeing this, her beautiful, round buttocks
wiggled a couple more times. There was no need to dwell on how beautiful her face was from the front; any man would find it impossible to
resist.

Yes! Actually, I couldn't hold back any longer. I held my breath, rushed over from behind, and hugged my mother's
round , plump buttocks, kneading them hard. The silk skirt felt incredibly smooth and pleasant to the touch.
Startled by the sudden attack, my mother gasped, but quickly regained her composure and continued washing
the vegetables with feigned calmness. Deep down, she desperately wanted her son's enormous penis inside her, as her
breathing, which had started even and gradually quickened, and the wetness between her legs betrayed her.

I loved this irrepressible reaction from my mother. Seeing her lose focus on washing the vegetables, I
grew increasingly excited. My erection was already throbbing, even a little painful. I released my mother
's buttocks and pressed my entire body against hers. My left hand reached for her beloved silk-stockinged thighs, caressing them wildly, while my right hand wrapped around
her from under her armpits, kneading and caressing her full breasts through her apron. My
massive member, pressed against her buttocks, began to rub up and down.

By this time, Mom had stopped what she was doing, leaning against the tiled cabinet, her hands on the basin,
letting me do as I pleased. Her sensitive body began to writhe, as if anticipating my next move. I
understood, of course. I kissed Mom's earlobe, and she turned her face knowingly, smiled, and
her two sexy lips, lightly smeared with lipstick, pressed against mine. Our tongues
intertwined, each wanting to suck the other dry.

Swallowing and exhaling my mother's saliva, inhaling her mature feminine fragrance, my excitement surged wave after wave. My left
hand slipped under her skirt, reaching inside her pantyhose. Although the skirt was a bit tight, its good elasticity made it relatively easy
to slip inside. My hand slid down her thigh, along her stockings, to the inside of her thigh. At this moment, my mother's left hand
also reached out, her slender, warm hand grasping mine and caressing it against her stockings. My mother's
actions fueled my desire even more. My right hand, which had been kneading her breasts, became even more frantic, wanting to tear off
the apron tied around my mother's body. My mother's right hand stopped me at this moment.

I was a little puzzled. My mother glared at me, her lips leaving mine, and said with some difficulty, "
Wait ," then reached behind her back to untie the apron. I helped my mother remove the apron from her neck and casually tossed it
onto the stove. Without the apron's cover, my hand eagerly grabbed at my mother's breasts. I don't know if she was afraid I would tear it...
Pulling at her shirt, driven by uncontrollable lust, Mom began unbuttoning it one button at a time. Since
her outer garment was a suit, the top few buttons revealed her white lace bra,
exposing almost half of her breasts. I then began to roughly caress her breasts through the thin bra.

To release her rising desire, Mom also began to caress her own breasts, squeezing her firm nipples.
She reached into her bra and pulled out her two larger, more voluptuous 34D breasts, revealing her
two already firm and perky pink nipples, which hardened and slowly pointed upwards after I squeezed them for a while.

…After a period of entanglement, Mom's left hand grasped mine,
and my right hand grasped hers, both of us caressing her increasingly sensual body. Mom leaned her head against my shoulder, her breath coming in
short uncontrollable moans, her breathing becoming heavier and more rapid.

"Mmm." Hearing my mother's seductive moans, my penis clearly hardened even more. My mother's left hand,
which was holding my hand, was no longer just stroking her thigh; I was led to touch my mother's slightly raised vulva, and I could
feel a large amount of liquid wetting the crotch of her thin stockings. "Wow, Mom's so horny, she's already soaking wet after just a few touches."

"Do you like it, baby? Come on..." As she spoke, my mother pressed my hand down hard, and
made me rub up and down her mons pubis, just like she was masturbating herself.

"Mommy, let me guess what you're wearing down there today."

"Xiao Yang, um, you must know, it's just..." I immediately sealed my mother's lips with mine, and quickly
added, "Don't say it, or it won't be fun."

My mother looked at me helplessly and uttered a few words, "You, hurry up if you want to."

"Don't rush, Mom, hehe," I chuckled lewdly. Mom ignored me, freeing
her right hand from my grasp and reaching behind her to touch my huge penis. Then she tried to untie my belt, but couldn't manage it. It seemed
I'd have to do it myself. I unzipped my pants and pulled down my underwear, releasing my long-suppressed penis,
which sprang out and slapped hard against Mom's firm buttocks. I took her warm little hand in mine,
and she understood, stroking it from behind. I slipped my hands under Mom's skirt. Her left hand was still squeezing and rubbing
her genitals. I ran my hands over Mom's pantyhose-clad legs and buttocks. They were smooth and seamless,
but there seemed to be traces of underwear. "Haha, Mom must be horny again today, not wearing underwear?" I touched Mom's private parts from
the front , and there were none.

"Go away, you lecherous devil," Mom's face flushed red, I didn't know if it was from embarrassment or burning desire. My mother's
small hands moved faster and faster, and I couldn't care less. I struggled to lift the somewhat tight short skirt from
my mother 's beautiful legs to her buttocks. Her round, perky buttocks, encased in black stockings, were incredibly alluring. My mother was indeed
not wearing underwear, which excited me even more. At this moment, my mother released my penis, and I inserted this magnificent
object into the cleft of my mother's buttocks, rubbing it up and down through the delicate stockings. My hands also brazenly caressed
my mother's straight, stocking-clad legs. My mother's whole body kept twisting and turning. When I touched my mother's genitals, they
were already overflowing with moisture.

I watched as Mom carefully parted the crotch of her pantyhose with her delicate hands,
moaning , "Mmm, ah, hurry, hurry up and come in, baby," while her right hand reached behind her and grabbed my
penis, pulling it between her legs. Her left hand gripped the edge of the waist-high tile cabinet, her body leaning slightly back, her buttocks
slightly protruding. I teased her in the ear, "Mommy, do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes, hurry, baby, fuck Mommy, ah," she replied, her body still writhing, her buttocks thrusting back
. The meaning was crystal clear. What was I waiting for? I pulled my mother closer to me,
my high heels took a few steps back. To match her height, I kicked off my pants, bending my knees slightly to press against
her silk-stockinged legs, allowing me to touch her soft, smooth fabric. With my other hand, I gripped my already rock-hard
penis, pressing it against her vulva. I rubbed the head of my penis against her already incredibly wet
, pink labia a few times before pushing the entire head inside. My mother trembled slightly, like a sensitive young girl.

"Hurry, my darling, go in." To urge me to speed things up, my mother's hand reached
down . Before she could even grasp my massive penis, I thrust upwards, and it slid smoothly into her vagina,
the entire length disappearing, the head touching her cervix. My mother's body trembled, then she let out a satisfied, ecstatic
moan, "Mmm."

My mother's warm, moist vagina tightly enveloped me, the folds of her vaginal walls seeming to constantly writhe
and rub against my penis, making me tremble. However, I quickly regained my composure. I gripped my mother's slender
waist with both hands and began to slowly thrust. My mother also twisted her hips and waist to cooperate and tease me. Her long, slender
legs in stockings and high heels were spread wide, making it easier for me to enter and exit. Because my mother didn't bend over much, I was
almost thrusting into her vagina from below, each thrust reaching her cervix. My mother began to open up,
moaning loudly, the more I listened, the more beautiful and intoxicating it became. The movements were so intense and energetic that I
couldn't help but slow down, afraid that I would ejaculate if I wasn't careful.

My mother writhed her flesh to match mine, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied, moaning and struggling to speak, "Faster,
harder, um, ah," I gripped her slender waist and took a few steps back. The clatter of her high heels followed, and
my mother could only brace herself against the cabinet, bending over, her buttocks sticking out even higher. Now, with just a slight bend in her legs, I could
easily thrust in and out. Seeing my mother in this most lewd position, I increased the speed of my thrusts. Her round, pert buttocks,
her incredibly slender waist, her straight, long legs, her flowing, smooth hair, her rosy cheeks, her
intoxicated dreamy eyes, her seductive moans, especially the warm, comfortable tightness between her legs,
constantly releasing white fluid mixed with foam at our point of union.

Gazing at the beautiful woman before me, listening to her melodious moans, and inhaling the scent of a mature woman,
everything only intensified my arousal. I remembered the time I first made love with my mother; her buttocks
were full and somewhat plump, made up of a lot of fat. Although they were sexy and alluring
, she often had to rely on exercise and pantyhose to maintain her curves. They were nothing like they are now. They weren't as rounded,
and the flesh on her buttocks wasn't as firm, toned, and perky as it is now. Even in just a simple business pencil skirt or pants...
Wearing stockings and standing upright, even without high heels, her perfect buttocks were still prominent.

Not only that, her skin was smoother and more alluring, her hair was softer and shinier, and her face was
radiant. Her thighs and buttocks were firmer and more toned, and her already shapely breasts were even fuller and more enticing.
I knew that my mother's changes were the result of our prolonged sexual intercourse over the past six months. I continuously poured my male
essence into her body, nourishing her at this age, causing her
to grow more and more beautiful, just like a teenage girl developing.

I squeezed my mother's stockinged legs tightly with both hands, looking at her two beautiful buttocks, so round, like two
perfect spheres, much rounder and sexier than those of AV actresses. I kneaded her buttocks forcefully,
enjoying the bouncy feel, my penis thrusting even harder. Under my frenzied thrusts,
waves of flesh surged from her buttocks, and the slapping sounds of my scrotum and thighs colliding with her created a truly
intoxicating stimulating experience, breathtakingly beautiful.

As her son relentlessly pounded into her from behind, Mom was completely limp and powerless. Her luscious face
twisted repeatedly, begging for kisses, her mouth emitting moans and groans, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, her hips writhing
wildly . "Baby, ah, husband, harder, Mommy's dying, fuck Mommy to death!"

"Wife, didn't you see? I'm going hard, it feels so good," I said, trying to suppress my arousal as I listened to Mom's wanton cries
and wanton writhing. Mom's juices flowed more and more, two white
streaks of mixture showing on the inside of her black pantyhose. A pool of murky liquid had formed on the floor directly beneath our bodies, and her juices were still dripping
down.

"Mommy, you're so filthy, look at the inside of your pantyhose," Mom said, looking down at her legs, unable to suppress
her moans, "Baby husband, ah, it's really flowing down, deeper, put it in
..."

"I'm thrusting, Mommy wife."

"Faster, faster, thrust all the way in, ahh." I knew Mom was about to climax soon. She
kneaded , sometimes stroking her black-stockinged thighs, sometimes reaching forward to play with her two full breasts.
I increased the force and speed of my thrusts, finally sprinting ten times, and then thrusting hard inside. Mom immediately
screamed, "I'm coming, I'm dying," until she couldn't make a sound and trembled. Her legs straightened tightly, and
her sphincter muscles kept contracting and tightening around my penis. Mom had reached the peak of intercourse. I felt
a tightness and pressure inside her warm vagina, like a spasm. Then a stream of sweet love juice washed over my penis. I was looking forward to this
pleasurable feeling, and I couldn't hold back any longer. My tingling urethral opening sent waves of semen out,
shooting deep into Mom's uterus. My mother, already in the throes of orgasm, was completely overwhelmed by my simultaneous, frenzied ejaculation. Her hands
limply rested on the kitchen cabinet, her head buried deep in her arms. She continued
to tremble . I was so afraid she would faint from such an intense orgasm that I didn't care how
tired I was; I held her tightly, supporting her.

As she slowly recovered, though still panting heavily, I felt much more at ease. I leaned against her
back breathing heavily, and heard her utter a few broken words, "Baby, ah, so good, it's been so long since I've
had this much."

"Mom, did you really want to be fucked today?"

"Yes, I really wanted to."

"Wanted what?" I asked deliberately.

"I really want to be fucked, what else? How did you know?"

"You weren't wearing any underwear today, and those are pantyhose without a crotch."

"I took them off after I got back."

"So you were waiting for me to come back so it would be easier to fuck you, right?"

"Yeah, but you didn't fuck me for ages, you just kept touching me. I should have worn
socks ."

"Isn't it great right now? If you want it, just say so, my mommy."

"I still have some self-respect." "I love how lewd yet self-respecting you are."

"Call me if you want to be fucked, wife."

"Okay, husband."

"I think we shouldn't call each other by name or 'Mom' at home anymore, unless someone else is there, okay, Mommy?"

"You're wrong, husband." I didn't expect Mommy to call me that directly. Women change so quickly. Before, she would have preferred to use
vulgar words. It seems Mommy needs me more and more.

"Hmm, you reacted so quickly, honey."

"From now on, when we make love, you can only say 'fuck' or 'do it,' honey, okay?"

"No."

"What's wrong with that? I like it, it excites me." My mother finally agreed after my persistent pestering.

"Are we just going to lie like this? What's that thing of yours still inside?"

"Honey, don't you feel something's wrong?"

"Oh no, it seems to be hard again, oh no, you're going to fuck me again." My mother said "fuck" spontaneously for the first time. When I
heard the beautiful woman say that, I immediately got excited, and my already hard penis became even harder.

"Wife, just wait and see, we'll make love again." I started thrusting faster and faster,
kneading her round, perky buttocks with obvious pleasure. With each thrust, Mom staggered, her feet moving in small steps, her breathing becoming rapid again
after it had just calmed down. However, Mom still grabbed my hand, signaling me to stop for a moment,
and then said, "My legs are weak, honey, can we change positions? I'm afraid I won't be able to stand."
Hearing Mom call me "honey," I was extremely excited. I pulled out my huge penis, turned Mom's body around, and before
the semen could flow out, I immediately thrust my penis into Mom's honey hole from the front.

Mom let out an excited cry, hooking her arms around my neck. Her long, sexy, stockinged
legs wrapped around my waist. I cupped her round, pert buttocks, pushed aside the basin of water containing vegetables, and
placed her directly on the cupboard. The height of the cupboard was just right. As soon as her buttocks touched the cool surface, she trembled slightly and
said reluctantly, "It's so dirty, husband." "No, wife, stockings are so thin and easy to wash.
If you don't want just give them to me. I like them," I said with a lewd laugh, my thrusts continuing. Mom
glared at me, seemingly angry, then closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and opened her cat-like mouth to moan seductively, enjoying
herself.

Sitting on the tiled cupboard, Mom's height was perfect; I could free my hands to caress the stockings wrapped around my waist.
I occasionally kissed my mother's legs and mouth, but I couldn't let go of her two little white rabbits on her chest.
I buried my face in her chest, arching my back. Since I hadn't taken off her lace bra, although her nipples were exposed,
her breasts were squeezed together, making them look very full and firm, especially that charming cleavage. I put
my nose into the cleavage and deeply smelled my mother's milk and body fragrance. Waves of intoxicating scent wafted into my nostrils,
stimulating my desire. My mother held my head tightly against her chest with both hands, as if she wanted to
suffocate me in her arms, while she moaned comfortably, "Mmm, ah, so good." While listening to my mother's heavenly
moans, I worked hard to ravage her from below. My hands never wanted to leave her sexy and smooth
stockings. I would either wantonly caress her slender thighs or vigorously knead her elastic buttocks. For a man like me who was
crazy about stockings, this seemed not enough.

I lifted one of my mother's beautiful legs, making her lean against the wall. I moved my face from her chest to her
stockinged calf, rubbing it against her skin. The smooth, delicate touch on my face and
the scent lick her calf. I started licking her stockinged calf, from her instep to her ankle. "Ah, dirty,
don't lick my instep, husband, um," she cried. At that moment, I ignored all her attempts to stop me. I even took
off her black patent leather high heels, revealing her small feet. She was wearing five-toed stockings, each toe separated by a stocking. Underneath the thin black stockings, I could see her light red nail polish, which excited me even more. 　　Despite the faint smell of sweat and leather shoes, I still licked my mother's toes, soles, insteps, and ankles through the thin black stockings with my lips. My saliva clung to her entire foot, even between her toes. Actually I'm not a fan of used stockings, nor do I like sweaty, smelly stockings, but today I seemed particularly excited, and I didn't care anymore, especially since this was my beloved mother. 　　"It's so dirty, no, husband," my mother cried, twisting her stockinged legs as she tried to stop me. "Wife, where's the dirt? You're a real treat!" "Stop licking, ah, um, fuck me harder, I'm going to die!" Because of her recent orgasm, my mother's vagina was even more sensitive, and my vigorous thrusting was already causing her to show signs of another orgasm. "Husband's here, oh, wife, just wait and enjoy it," I said, still holding my mother 's beautiful legs, my mouth already licking her knees and thighs, my hands frantically caressing her stockings, my penis becoming even more powerful under the stimulation of the stockings , thrusting in and out wave after wave, making my mother writhe violently. 　　Between my mother's legs, under the black stockings, a still sparse black forest, a giant python was constantly moving in and out of the forest cave, white mixed fluid followed, some flowing directly down the stockings to my mother's buttocks and dripping onto the tiles, some turning into foam and still wandering at the entrance of the peach garden, my mother's hands pressed back on the tiles as if trying to grab something, her whole head leaning against the wall, her eyes glazed, her cheeks flushed, her forehead still beaded with sweat, her tongue constantly licking her dry lips, her mouth constantly moaning softly. 　　"Mmm, ah," seeing my mother's seductive state and playing with her stockinged legs, I became even more aroused. In the midst of intense thrusting, my mother finally became wet again. With a long scream, a strong stream of nectar sprayed onto my penis. I immediately stopped moving and watched as my mother gradually recovered from her spasms. Then I slowly started moving again. After helping my mother put on her high heels, I began to gently caress her stockinged and buttocks. I took one of her cute little nipples into my mouth. As my mother slowly came to her senses, she reached into her bra and pulled her breasts out, exposing both of them. 　　Now, only the bottom edge of her bra was holding her two large breasts. I knew that my mother was releasing the heat generated by her desire. In fact, my mother wanted to take off all her clothes and meet me naked, but she knew that her son liked her to wear a uniform when making love to her, so she could only play along. After releasing her breasts, Mom grabbed one in each hand and shoved it into my mouth. Without hesitation, I sucked hard on her breasts, teasing and . Mom's whole body writhed, and she began to moan uncontrollably. " Mmm, ah," Mom's moans were so melodious, so beautiful, so intoxicating, reaching my ears and stimulating every organ in my body, especially my penis. I began to thrust faster into Mom's cunt. There was already a large puddle of water on the tiles where we were joined, and Mom was sitting on this puddle, her entire buttocks completely soaked. 　　I hoisted my mother's beautiful legs in black stockings onto my shoulders, caressed her round buttocks with both hands, and sucked on her breasts, wishing I could draw out her milk. My hot, hard penis began to vigorously thrust into her vagina , making her moan loudly again. The position was very graceful; her thighs were pressed together, almost touching her stomach, and her round buttocks narrowed from the tiles to her knees. My large brown penis was penetrating her two lustful, pink labia between her legs. With each thrust, white fluid slowly flowed down her pantyhose and buttocks onto the cabinet tiles, and the water on the tiles increased. 　　As I was fucking her, Mom's buttocks bounced up and down, splashing water everywhere on the tiles. Because Mom's long, black-stockinged legs were so shapely, her knees were slightly bent, and her calves were spread apart and rested on my shoulders. Of course, I wouldn't let this opportunity pass. I released Mom's sexy little nipples and pressed my face against her stockinged legs, rubbing and licking them incessantly. Her stockings were covered in my saliva. "Mmm, ahhhhh," Mom, completely immersed in sex, moaned wildly with each thrust. Mom thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of being filled and thrust into by her son's huge penis. She gripped her beautiful legs tightly with both hands, her body twisting violently in sync with my movements. I held her ankles with one hand, lifting her legs high so that her straight legs were completely together. I stroked her stockings with the other hand, my tongue constantly licking her calves. Her thighs were tightly pressed together, making my penis even more stimulated. After thrusting like this for a while, I felt too excited and lowered her legs. I picked her up and placed her on the ground. She almost lost her balance and clung to me tightly. I patted her wet, perky buttocks. 　　"Baby, wife, turn around and let your husband fuck you from behind." My mother obediently turned around, her hands supporting her...

Beside the cabinet, with her legs spread apart, a few black pubic hairs peeked out from the opening in her crotch. Her pink labia seemed to
be opening and closing, glistening with moisture and still dripping with whitish fluid, some of which was dripping onto the floor from the opening,
probably the semen that had just been ejaculated inside. The scene was incredibly erotic and lewd, enough to make one's blood boil.

This time, Mom bent over as much as possible, sticking her beautiful, round buttocks up towards me. She twisted them a couple of times in a seductive manner, one
hand stroking her round buttocks, looking at me with a provocative gaze. She hummed a couple of times and said, "Husband, come on up,
um, ah, come on up and fuck your wife." How could I resist such provocation? I gripped my huge penis, the glans spreading open her
wet labia, and thrust it in hard. Mom cried out happily and satisfiedly, "Ah, so full." I
kneaded Mom's firm, round, stockinged buttocks, constantly spreading them apart and squeezing them together. Mom's buttocks were almost
deformed, and occasionally I could see her pink vulva. My penis began to violently thrust into Mom's honey hole. After two waves
of orgasm Mom seemed to be even more looking forward to this intense fucking. She groaned loudly with a crying tone, and I believe
she was extremely happy inside.

"What a beautiful ass, such a round ass, wife, how come your ass is so beautiful, so round?"

"Baby, husband, do you like your wife's round ass? It's all because you fucked it round, fuck it harder, ah,
ah, harder, fuck it, it'll be even rounder, um, ah," Mom screamed and moaned,
stimulating me, all she wanted was for me to thrust into her hard. I did my best, one hand frantically caressing
her two silk-stockinged legs, the other reaching forward to grab and knead her breasts. Mom also twisted her lewd
body to meet my thrusts and caresses, her hands on the counter grabbing my arms. To cooperate with her,
I could only hold Mom's slender waist. Mom straightened her upper body slightly, turning her head to crave my kiss. I stuck out my
tongue and entangled it with Mom's, not caring that I had just sucked her silk-stockinged sweaty feet.

In this position, Mom's legs were straight, thighs together, calves spread, and her vagina tightly gripped me, making me
feel even more intensely stimulated and excited. My legs were slightly bent, pressed against the smooth stockings, enjoying
the delicate touch.
My penis worked even harder, thrusting in and out of Mom's vagina with greater force and frequency, making the collision of our bodies sound even louder.

Mom's moans grew louder and louder, rising and falling continuously. Mom groaned unrestrainedly, "Mmm,
ahhhhhh," whether it was genuine over-excitement or a deliberate challenge to the sounds of our thrusting, I couldn't tell. Although the second time
lasted longer than the first, with my mother's wanton body, I could only quickly ejaculate. A strong
sense of excitement stimulated my nerves. "Oh, wife, I can't hold back anymore, ah."

"Husband, let's do it together, hold on a little longer, harder, soon, um, I'm coming, ahhhhh."
In order to reach the peak together, I tried my best to hold on until the end. Finally, the Yellow River burst its banks. I couldn't wait for
my mother to climax. I thrust wildly a few times and forcefully pushed into my mother's uterus. My hardened and enlarged penis
uncontrollably shot out wave after wave of thick semen from the head. After my orgasm, I was completely blank
. I lay softly on my mother's body. When I came to my senses, I realized that the beautiful body beneath me was also trembling. My mother's
face was resting on her arm, leaning hard against the cabinet. It turned out that my
strong , directly to the peak. She finally ushered in her third orgasm of the day. My mother's body twisted
and trembled wildly for a long time.

I held my fragrant mother tightly, reluctant to leave, while she was so weak she was almost exhausted and didn't want to
move anymore. If I hadn't been holding her, she would have almost collapsed onto the floor. The mother and son, exhausted from their lovemaking, lay together
in the kitchen, panting heavily, savoring the incredible pleasure of their orgasm.

After resting for a while, I pulled out my now limp penis from my mother's. With a "pop," a
thick, white mixture of vaginal fluid was released, some dripping from her pantyhose into her high heels,
others dripping onto the floor. I laboriously carried my mother to the sofa in the living room, parted her
legs, and licked clean the fluid around her vulva. My mother, understanding the situation, licked my penis
for a while in return. We both smiled and collapsed on the sofa, seemingly no longer wanting to do anything.

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