[Mom's Homemade Dishes] (The End) [Author: bouly]

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********** ... I sniffed the back of my mother's neck and said, "Mom, it smells so good! Is it the meat or you?" My mother giggled and said, "Of course it's the meat! What smells good on me?" I sniffed from the back of her neck to her ear, and lightly tasted her soft earlobe. It felt firm and bouncy in my mouth, so I used the tip of my tongue to tease it. My mother groaned, "Ah-Zhi, don't do that. Let me cut the meat properly." I replied, "Mom, I'm helping you." I used my hard penis to slip into my mother's thin skirt, lifted it up, and gently cut back and forth on that piece of fine meat. As my mother's body temperature gradually rose, the delicious juices were forced out, gradually turning into a delicious dish . My mother seemed very satisfied with my masterpiece, and actively swayed her plump buttocks, wiping my precious knife with her panties. "Mom, we're having an extra dish tonight." I unbuttoned my mother's blouse, ready to eat. "Ah-Zhi, not there." Mom endured the tingling pleasure as she slowly chopped the piece of meat on the chopping block. "Ooh..." I greedily sucked on Mom's large breast. "Ah... Ah-Zhi, why did you eat dessert first? Humph... Eek..." Mom gave up chopping the meat, but picked up a clove of garlic and placed it on my head, peeling it clove by clove. Mom chewed the peeled garlic, then helped me up and fed me the garlic paste. I picked up two slices of pork belly, fed one to Mom, and ate the other myself. This was tonight's main dish, garlic pork belly. II. Mom's Oil-Splashed Noodles As soon as I got home from school today, I rushed into the kitchen and saw Mom kneading dough. "Mom, are you making scallion pancakes?" I looked on curiously. "It's oil-splashed noodles." Mom wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Oh, let me do it." Seeing her working hard, I rolled up my sleeves to help. "Ah... Xiaozhi, you're being silly again. That's not where you're kneading." Mom was busy kneading dough and could only push me away with her buttocks. "Mom, it's not even finished kneading yet, and you're already eager to roll it out?" I laughed, using the hard, large rolling pin to roll out Mom's two large lumps of white dough. Mom scolded, "Stop playing around, be serious, my hands are really sore." I took the lump of dough and started kneading it vigorously, while Mom prepared other ingredients: shredded scallions, minced garlic and ginger , and a small handful of bok choy. "It's kneaded, now what?" I asked. "Let the dough rest for a while," Mom said. "Is that all?" I asked again. "Hmm, or is something wrong?" Mom held my hard penis and asked with a suggestive smile. Twenty minutes later— "Mom, the water's boiled, time to cook the noodles." I gently twisted Mom's nipple, reminding her. I watched as Mom picked up a handful of torn raw noodles and put them into the pot. A cloud of white powder rose into the air, landing on Mom's large, soft breasts, like the Alps in a snowstorm. I gently patted the powder off Mom's body, finally managing to bring the two buds out of the snow, and asked , "How long do you want them cooked?" "Three minutes, I guess." " Then let's start timing. One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds..." My hot cock thrust in and out of Mom's tender hole, one second at a time, without the slightest delay. "Ah... Xiao Zhi's cock... so punctual... Mom's almost cooked... ah..." "178, 179, 180, 181..." "Ah... Xiao Zhi, stop... it's overcooked... ah... Mom's noodles are almost mushy..." I put the cooked noodles into a bowl, sprinkled on scallions, ginger, and other ingredients and various spices, and arranged a circle of blanched . "Mom, heat the oil, be careful." Just as I was about to pour the hot oil into the bowl, Mom suddenly exclaimed, "Ah...it's hot!" White semen splattered onto Mom's face, which she then licked without hesitation. Tonight's semen-splashed noodles are served first. III. Mom's Boiled Eggs Mom boiled a pot of eggs tonight, saying she was going to braise them, and asked me to help peel them. I peeled several, but the shells and meat were stuck together so tightly that I made a mess. When Mom came out to check, she scolded me and picked up an egg to peel herself. "Hehe, so hard to peel," Mom said, looking at the deformed egg in her hand. I pinched Mom's thigh and said, "See? You were just yelling at me." Mom then brought a basin of ice water from the kitchen, soaked the warm eggs in it for a few minutes, picked one up and tried to peel it again, but it still didn't work. Sighing, "How are we going to braise it like this? What should we do?" I suddenly remembered a short film on YouTube, so I had Mom take off her pants and stuff the cold egg into her beautiful vagina. "Ah...it's so cold!" Mom gripped my shoulders tightly, speaking with difficulty. "Mom, just bear with it." Once the egg was completely inside, I shouted, "Now!" "Eek...ya...ha!" Mom arched her body, thrusting her lower body forward, and a white, round, shimmering thing shot out. I caught it, opened my palm, and sure enough, it was a perfectly intact boiled egg. I happily shouted, "Mom, it worked!" But then I heard Mom say in a trembling voice, "The egg...the shell is so prickly." I quickly inserted my fingers into Mom's tender vagina, carefully picking out pieces of eggshell. Only after all the eggshell was removed did Mom and I breathe a sigh of relief.

I held my mother's pale face in my hands, kissing her little mouth repeatedly.

"Mom, you're amazing! You gave birth to a plump, white egg baby!"

Mom shook her head, her expression resolute as she pointed to the pot of boiled eggs, saying, "Again."

That day, Mom and I peeled boiled eggs all night long.

IV. Mom's Fried Rice

When I got home that day, the first thing I did was go into the kitchen to see what Mom was busy with.

"Mom, I'm hungry. What's for dinner?" I suddenly hugged Mom from behind. Her plump, bouncy
buttocks instantly aroused my desire, suppressing half of my appetite.

"You scared me! You naughty child. Go get the leftovers from the fridge and steam them." Mom
made a displeased expression, mercilessly shaking her hips and kicking me away.

I put the leftover rice in a plate and placed it in the rice cooker. Seeing Mom skillfully chopping ham, I said, "You want fried rice?
Why steam it? It's unnecessary."

Mom rolled her eyes at me and said, "Can you fry hard, leftover rice? Of course, it's better to steam it first."

I suddenly realized. Everyone says fried rice tastes better with leftover rice, but I didn't know there was such
a .

So I pulled out my hard penis and gently rubbed it against Mom's smooth thigh.

Mom spat, "What are you doing, child? Can't you see I'm busy?"

I said, "Mom, I'm heating it up. Leftovers don't taste good."

Mom pinched my cheek and lifted it up, laughing, "You know how to apply what you've learned. But
who are you going to feed it to?"

I could only tilt my head and beg for mercy, "Mom, if you don't want to eat, just say so. I'm just worried you'll go hungry."

Mom spat and turned to heat the pan.

As the iron wok began to smoke, Mom poured in the egg mixture and stirred it constantly with a spatula.

Soon, the egg mixture solidified into many small pieces, and a fragrant aroma filled the air.

Mom exclaimed, "Now!"

I quickly added diced ham to the wok, and after Mom stirred it for a while longer, she poured in the steamed rice.

Full heat! The wok roared to life!

Mom's slender arms, surprisingly, lifted the several-pound wok and swung it through the air, the grains of fried rice seeming to have
wings , flying everywhere and scattering in a large patch.

I stared in disbelief, "Mom… what are you doing?"

"It's nothing," Mom said calmly, glancing at my penis.

That night, I ate fried rice and Mom ate her semen. Both of them were very, very full.

~The End~

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