[The Story of a Mother with Misbehaving] Author: Unknown

The Story of a Misbehaving Mother

Author: Unknown
Word Count: 10048 words

March 1993... The story begins...

"Are you really not going, darling?"

"I want to go, Anna! But I have two clients to meet today, I might be busy until the early hours of the morning!"

"No, no, no! It's not your fault, Luo! Daniel's birthday is Thursday, and I only
found out last night that he's planning a birthday party this weekend! He sounded so adorable on the phone, like
a little , so when he asked us to attend, I just couldn't bear to refuse!"

"Okay, I won't say anymore! Tell Daniel I love him, and I hope he drinks less!"

"I won't say anything more either, I'm busy tonight! It might take six hours to get there!"

"Oh! Don't you want a couple of drinks?" Luo raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile:

"Want a couple of drinks?" he said, putting on gloves as he walked around the kitchen table and
whispered in my ear, "And you know what our after-dinner entertainment is like!"

As we kissed goodbye, his hand slipped under my skirt and onto my thigh, his fingers pressing firmly against my mons pubis
, the friction against my underwear sending a jolt of excitement through me! I reluctantly pushed him away forcefully: "Look
what ! Don't come home drunk again tonight! I haven't had meat in over a week, and if you leave me
feeling empty again, I'll make you pay!"

After a passionate kiss, Luo said, "Taxes? Anna! You can rest assured, I guarantee
I'll be full of energy tonight, absolutely satisfying, a full 'payment'!"

After giving him another kiss, I went into the house, took a few deep breaths of cool air to calm my passionate heart, then
packed the gift I wanted to bring Daniel and set off.

The temperature inside the car rose rapidly, so before reaching the state highway, I stopped to take off my coat and gloves to make
driving more comfortable.

The state highways were sparsely populated and unobstructed, perfect for a high-speed drive. Sitting in my new Pontiac 300,
the straight roads, the fast pace, and the bright light made for an incredibly exhilarating and exhilarating driving experience.

I was rushing to my son's 21st birthday party! It's
hard to believe

Although I'm 40, I still clearly remember my 21st birthday—February 14, 1974.
At that time, Mark and I had been married for almost three years, Daniel was a happy and lively two-year-old, and I was anything
but happy.

I ended the marriage when Daniel was five, and Mark left for another city, and I haven't heard
from .

Therefore, I absolutely do not approve of getting married too young. Think about it, can you maintain a marriage in a moving
Chevrolet ? Eating, drinking, relieving yourself, even making love—all in the car! Dear readers, could you stand it?

The next ten years flew by; I completed my university studies and got a good job. We were each other's only family,
and because it was just the two of us, we cherished each other even more and grew closer. Our bond developed from mother and son to
friends, and even confidants. We successfully navigated Daniel's rebellious adolescence together.

Then… I often thought to myself that I might never meet another man I truly liked!
Then Luo appeared—mature, steady, humorous, and reliable!

My accountant, "Old Mr. Foster," retired, and Luo took over his practice. Within just two quarters,
he showed me great care and concern, and I discovered I liked him, appreciating his talent and charm, not just
his pretty face.

When Luo and I got married, Daniel was already quite handsome, and he gladly accepted Luo into our lives.

Luo didn't want to be a "domineering dad," and Daniel never tried to establish his own "territory."
They respected each other and always got along well, often comfortably watching sports and TV shows together.

These days were wonderful!

Okay! To make a long story short, it was simply fantastic! I no longer need to grumble or complain about how hard
life is, because looking around, there aren't many people living as comfortably as I do.

While driving and lost in thought, a small question suddenly occurred to me: I look
much younger than 40, not at all like someone with a 21-year-old son in college. So
, what will it be like when I introduce my mom at a party? I can't wait to find out!

Take music, for example. I'm quite trendy and have a forward-thinking mindset. Although
I mostly listen to old songs on the radio, I'm a big fan of R.E.M. and U2. Whenever I hear Pear
L.Jam's incredibly emotional voice, I always tremble with excitement!

Thinking back to high school, one summer, seven of us friends—four boys and three girls—crammed into
an old, large, beat-up car (I forget whose it was) to go on vacation. But we only went a mile before the police
stopped us because we were going too slowly, leaving a long, long line of cars behind us. That weekend, we all huddled together
at a campsite, listening to the radio, drinking beer, getting carried away, making love on a whim, and
completely emptying . Tonight should be just as fun and exciting!

My figure still fascinates many men—beautiful, petite, and in great shape, with
gorgeous legs How beautiful? Wearing a short mini-skirt, I'm a sight to behold! My round buttocks
look alluring in jeans, and as for my full breasts, although they've sagged a bit, Luo says they're still perky and sexy.
Of course my waist and hips are a bit thicker because I've had children, but overall, I'm still very attractive!

I really want to know when my figure will change, like now, when I suddenly realize I'm
no longer young. Maybe one day I'll find my figure transformed, my buttocks wrapped in a lump of fat, my body like a gasoline barrel,
like a typical middle-aged or elderly woman—that would be… ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

Oh!…

Damn! ...

Lost in my daydream, I forgot to control my speed. A police car behind me was

sirens blaring, warning me to pull over. I signaled and slowly slid to a stop on the shoulder. The police car pulled up behind me, and before opening the door, the officer
checked his hat in the rearview mirror. While he was doing so, I quickly checked myself in the mirror and pulled my skirt
up a few inches. "It's not a big deal, is it? Nobody's going to die, right?"

I said, rolling down the window. The officer bent down and asked me to show him my driver's license for registration. He was tall and young.
His uniform gave me a sense of his size! The name tag on his chest read "T. Boyd." I saw him
glance at my chest first, then stare intently at my low-cut top. I thought I was in luck!

Maybe I could get away with this!

To get out of there quickly, I risked losing my seat on the National Women's Association board by giving him a quick,
disdainful look, then looked at him with an innocent, almost tearful expression and said, "How much was I speeding? Officer!

I really didn't mean to, because I hadn't been more than half a car ahead for a while, so I was careless."

"You were almost 70 miles over! I spotted you at the last bend, Mom!"

"Damn! That 'Mom' is so hurtful!" So, while I was daydreaming, he'd been
keeping tabs on me for a while!

"Anna Krest... is all this information accurate?"

"Yes, officer, all the information is correct."

The officer walked back to his car, and I saw him talking on the radio and writing something. Damn it! Looks like a speeding
ticket is inevitable! I started to worry about how to explain this to the insurance broker.

The young officer got out of his car and leaned against my window, his face so close I could smell his
cologne —aramis, one of my favorites. He was so close I felt very uncomfortable. A
thought popped into my head: I'd rather sit in the back of the patrol car and suck his penis than get a speeding ticket.

"Mrs. Crest..." His voice was stern, but his eyes couldn't leave my chest.

"Mrs. Crest! This time I'm only giving you a warning. I hope you'll watch your speed for the rest of the journey."
"Thank you, handsome officer! I will." I gave him my most charming smile: "I promise I will
!"

"On the other hand, if you're heading east, no matter where you're going, you can't avoid the impending
blizzard, that's what the weather forecast says. Be careful!" Oh

my god! How could this happen? I only have myself to blame for forgetting to listen to the Philadelphia weather report before leaving home, and Daniel
didn't warn me about the blizzard.

"Thank you for your warning, officer! ...And thank you for informing me of the impending snowstorm..."

The handsome officer looked at my thighs, then moved to my chest, and finally smiled slightly before turning away from the car window and walking
back. "Goodbye! Drive carefully!"

"I will!" I drove back into the driveway and continued on my way!

Until we were half an hour from Philadelphia, there wasn't a drop of rain or snow, but when we encountered it, it was a very
strong blizzard. I was almost at Daniel's place, and I wanted to turn back, but I was already so far from home, so I gritted my teeth
and continued on. However, the short journey took more than an hour to reach the campus. During that time, I even
skidded 180 degrees twice on the wet streets, which scared me half to death!

I breathed a sigh of relief and slowly drove the car into the campus, parked it
closer , turned off the key and the engine. Finally, I was there and safe. The last hour of the journey was terrible; it almost
killed me. I still feel lingering fear when I think about it!

Stepping out of the car, my feet immediately sank into about four inches of icy, wet, and cold snow. As if fleeing a disaster
, clutching his shoes, handbag, gloves, and coat, he stumbled and half-slipped to
the entrance of Daniel's dormitory building. He grabbed the wall-mounted telephone and dialed Daniel's number.

"Hello!"

"Is Daniel there?"

"Yes, please wait a moment!"

The person who answered placed the phone on a hard object, the crackling sound piercing his ears. Then,
from afar, came: "Hey! You asshole! A girl's looking for you!"

"Who is it, you idiot!" It was Daniel's voice.

"How should I know? You're a son of a bitch!"

"Fuck your father!" Then came the reply, "Hello!"

"Daniel!"

"Mom! Oh!...Where are you?"

"Downstairs, come down and help me through the security gate!"

"Oh! Okay, I'll call Luo and tell him about the weather, and ask him to tell you to stay home and not come."

"Daniel! Go into your dorm first, I'm soaking wet and freezing, I can't take it anymore!"

"Oh! Okay, sorry, Mom! I'm coming right now!"

"Get a few strong classmates to come with you, honey! I brought some goodies in the car."

I went through the second gate so Daniel could come downstairs and see me as soon as he stepped out of the elevator. This university has
designed a very comprehensive security system for its student dormitories, so although the campus isn't in a better location, I don't
mind . After all, ensuring the safety of students "including my Daniel" is the most important thing!

The place I was standing in was one of the four student dormitory buildings. Daniel had been living here for four years,
but only this year was he assigned to the best dormitory area, reserved for athletes and upperclassmen. Daniel's
dorm room had a spacious living room/dining room, a kitchen, three bedrooms, and two bathrooms. Daniel had
three roommates: Brian, an older student, and Stephen and Tom, younger students who shared a room.
They were members of the same club and seemed to get along well.

The elevator doors opened, and Daniel and two unfamiliar boys came out. Daniel led me through the security doors, and as soon as
we entered I immediately gripped my son's hand tightly: "Hi! Honey, how are you?"

"Great, Mom! I can't believe you made it through such a strong snowstorm."

"Yeah! It wasn't easy, honey! Could we go upstairs to your dorm and change into some dry socks? My feet
are freezing. The keys are here, and the car is parked in row 20, cell 2 or 3."

"No problem, Mom! We'll be right up!"

They walked towards the parking lot, and the elevator arrived at the same time. I stepped inside and quickly
tidied .

As I knocked and opened the dorm door, the elevator for the three of them arrived. They stepped out with a loud "thud,"
their belongings hitting the hallway floor.

It was Saturday afternoon, and it seemed Daniel and his roommates were preparing a small party and had already
set everything up. A basketball game was playing on TV, the volume low so as not to disturb the stereo, which was playing some
unfamiliar, melancholic music. But the main pastime was enjoying the snow. The curtains were fully drawn, and the
view was truly magnificent!

Following Daniel into his bedroom, he took out two different pairs of white knee-high socks and smelled them.
"Then give me the taste." As we talked, I slipped my hand under my skirt, wiggled my hips, pulled my wet
underwear up to my knees, then peeled it off from my feet. Putting on dry socks felt so comfortable and warm.

Daniel's friends cheered loudly when they saw the two cases of beer and two bottles of brandy, and immediately
put the refrigerator. Entering the kitchen, I first called Luo to let him know I had arrived safely, then asked if everyone was hungry.
After getting the answer, I divided the two large bags of food I had brought into pots and put them on the stove to cook.

"This is what I brought, guys! There's pasta, meat, and homemade bread. It took me most of the day
to prepare it. Come on! Everyone, try it and see how it tastes!" I shouted!

The aroma of the food I had cooked in secret must have been spreading everywhere, because the guys arrived one after another, and soon I
knew I needed to make more sauce and knead more dough. More and more people arrived, and I bustled in and out of the kitchen,
serving plate after plate of food and constantly cutting bread. Daniel's roommate, Brian, squeezed through the crowd to
bring me my second drink and helped serve the food to this pack of hungry wolves.

The stereo system blared, and the crowd huddled together, chatting—a truly joyful and heartwarming scene.
Brian helped me clear the dishes, and as we washed, we talked about music, school, and the snow. My third drink
slipped down my throat without me even realizing it. When I received my fourth drink, I knew I'd had a bit too much; I felt a little
dizzy. When Brian, while working, inadvertently brushed against my buttocks or chest, I found my skin
extremely sensitive, instantly aroused by the slightest touch.

Holding Daniel's birthday cake, I squeezed into the center of the crowd, lit the candles, and as I placed the cake on
the low coffee table in front of the birthday boy, I felt Brian's hand touch my buttocks. While everyone cut the cake,
Brian and I retreated to the kitchen and opened a second bottle of wine.

After working from afternoon until evening, it was finally time to catch our breath. We sat down to chat, play drinking games, and watch
the blizzard outside the window. Occasionally, Brian would invite me to dance, and when he pulled me close, I could clearly feel his
erection. We drank until the bottles were empty, and I, emboldened by the alcohol,
continued drinking beer.

Later, when I felt fatigue and intoxication creeping in, the crowd had long since moved on to some other party, and
the entire dorm was empty and quiet, like a ghost town, without a single person or sound.

I knew I couldn't stay up all night, but I had no clothes to change into. I asked Daniel if she could lend
me a t-shirt or a shirt.

"Sure, Mom! It's in the second drawer, you choose!"

I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth with my fingers, and then went back to Daniel's bedroom. I carefully took off my skirt and bra,
hanging them on the hanger. I hesitated about whether to take off my bra, but finally decided that comfort was more important than shame—
taking off my bra always made me feel fucking comfortable!

I picked out the cleanest-looking pullover, stretched out my hands and pulled it on,
then stood there and pulled it down hard on my buttocks. Looking down and around, wow! It was really short, just enough to cover my bottom. Looking
in the full-length mirror, I could see the white thong between my legs. I shrugged,
made a face , and muttered to myself, "Whatever, I'm just sleeping in it, it'll be fine!"

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door. Brian opened it: "Hi! Anna, I was wondering if there's
anything else I could help you with? Please tell me, don't be shy."

I don't remember when he started calling me "Anna" instead of "Mrs. Crest,"
but I didn't want to correct him and just let it be. I stood there, frozen, afraid to move an
inch , lest I expose myself.

Brian leaned against the doorframe with a smile, wearing only a pair of blue pajama bottoms that looked like silk,
his upper body
. His shoulders were broad, his chest smooth and hairless, and his abdomen looked strong and powerful, his four-pack muscles clearly defined like a neatly packed package.

"Where's Daniel?"

"He's asleep on the sofa. It's quiet all around, like it's just the two of us, huh?"

"Huh? What's wrong, Brian?"

"Don't you think you want something?"

I knew in my heart that he was trying to seduce me. If I wasn't mistaken, Brian had occasionally touched my
buttocks, brushed against my chest, and even danced slowly all night—all sorts of actions were meant to tease me. This brat!

I'm old enough to be his mother, let alone the mother of his best friend!

Brian was very confident in his performance and seduction, but I knew that if I accepted his advances,
I wouldn't be able to face Daniel and myself tomorrow.

"Thank you, Brian! It's nothing."

"So you don't need anything, Anna?"

"Nothing, Brian! Goodnight then, thank you for your service."

"Okay, goodnight Anna! See you tomorrow!" Brian shrugged and smiled.

For some reason, I couldn't fall asleep in bed. The long journey, the blizzard, rushing to make
dough , and that damned alcohol—scenes kept flashing through my mind, making me unusually awake and
restless like a worker ant. Maybe it was the uneven mattress on Daniel's bed, or maybe it was the rising desire,
the throbbing in my body and mind—anything was wrong, I just couldn't sleep!

After lying there for a while, I heard the dormitory door open and close, then a commotion came from the next room
, a sound that only fueled my already aroused desires. Through the thin wall beside the bed, the sounds of the couple
flirting , thrusting, and the girl's wanton moans drifted into my ears without any concealment. They made
my mouth dry, my body hot, restless, and I was drenched in sweat; my underwear was hot and damp. I couldn't resist
pressing my ear against the wall to listen until they finished climaxing. A moment later, they left, leaving me alone again
, my desire still hanging in the air.

I don't know how much time passed before I slowly drifted off to sleep. Just as I was about to fall into a deep sleep,
I was awakened . Then the bedroom door opened. Thinking that perhaps Brian was still persistent and wanted to take advantage of me, I
pretended to be asleep, still lying quietly with my back to the door, facing the wall. I heard the door close, then the sound of clothes being undressed,
and then someone came to bed.

It was Daniel; he quickly fell asleep. He must have drunk too much and forgotten that his mother was sleeping there.
After using the toilet, he subconsciously returned to his room and slept in bed. I pulled the covers over the two of them. I knew that unless
I shook Daniel awake and made him leave, there was no room left for me in the dorm (except for Brian's bed, of course).
So I had to get out of bed before Daniel woke up tomorrow morning. Thinking this

, I turned over and went back to sleep. Before I even fell asleep, Daniel moved closer to me, and I immediately felt something hard pressing against my
back. Then he rolled over. Some unseen force seemed to be tempting me. Secretly pleased, I
mischievously turned and pulled back the covers. The reading lamp on Daniel's desk was on, and I could
see everything clearly.

Whoosh! Good heavens!

Daniel's underwear was bulging like a tent, and protruding from it was the biggest penis I had ever seen—my son's
!

Like a lewd girl, I pulled the covers over myself, then pulled them back up a moment later. Daniel's
penis was still so erect it looked like it was about to tear his underwear.

Hesitating for a while, I was finally overcome by the intense desire. I reached down to the slit in his underwear
and pulled it open to see what was there.

Daniel's penis bounced out of the slit, exaggeratedly erect. His penis was not only
long, but also as thick as my hand. The enormous glans was a deep pink, and the foreskin was taut, shiny, and
glistening. I'd never seen anything like it in my thirty or forty years of life.

Thinking back to bathing my son, I couldn't believe he'd grown up to be
like . A secret, smug smile crept across my face.

Perhaps the strong air conditioning made him feel cold; Daniel pulled the blanket over himself and turned over. I
quickly tucked myself back under the covers, my mind still preoccupied with my son's incredible size, making it hard to fall asleep.

Daniel turned again, this time into a spoon-like position, his front against my
back, his penis still hard and erect, hanging outside my underwear. I could feel
the heat emanating from it pressing against me.

I lay there, afraid to move, until it became unbearably uncomfortable. Then, I nervously twisted and
turned , and unexpectedly… unexpectedly, when I stopped moving, Daniel's enormous penis slid between my thighs.

Actually, I was already burning with desire: a week without "the taste of flesh," the state sergeant's fantastical fantasies,

Brian's deliberate brushes past me and his blatant flirting, the stimulation of alcohol, the sounds of the couple making love next door

—all these things combined, layer upon layer, creating a high-energy, burning desire and unbearable loneliness.

My lust and reason battled again and again, but ultimately, I couldn't resist the burning desire. However, as
I moved away and took off my underwear, I even tried to convince myself that it wasn't my choice, but rather the alcohol's
fault !

Moving back to my previous position, I let his penis slide between my legs again, and with a slight twist, it immediately
pressed against my wet vulva. I could clearly feel Daniel's hard, hot glans pressing against my alluring,
moist opening; with just one more movement, it would slide in completely. This situation made me gasp, breathing heavily with
excitement !

Gently lifting my right leg, opening my mouth, I slowly pressed my buttocks back, and my glans began to penetrate.
Feeling this, I was so excited and stimulated that I almost ejaculated! After a while, I felt his hard, massive member
fully inserted inside me.

Daniel was still asleep, but subconscious reflexes led him to reach under my shoulders and caress my
breasts , twisting his hips and rhythmically thrusting deeply into me, each thrust deeper than the last.

My own son was violating me in his sleep! Oh! God! I love it! I really
love this feeling!

After a while, Daniel thrust rapidly, moaning, then held me tightly, ejaculating inside me. His
hot, thick semen scalded me, and I couldn't control myself from climaxing.

After ejaculating, Daniel continued to give me a few gentle thrusts, then turned over and fell into a deep sleep, snoring.

Then, I unknowingly drifted off to sleep too!

In my hazy state, I found myself in a distant, unfamiliar, and unknown place. The weather was a bit strange; it was snowing,
yet the sky was clear and blue, and it didn't feel cold at all. I lay naked, legs wide open
, in the back of a Pennsylvania State Police car. Although I couldn't see the markings, the warning lights on the roof were
flashing .

Something or someone was licking between my legs, making me unbearably itchy. I looked
up and wow! A brown state trooper's wide-brimmed cap covered my lower body. I thought it must be
Officer Boyd, wearing the cap, sucking on my vulva!

What was going on?

I heavily pulled my head back down, gazing at the clear blue sky and the heavy snow falling, intently
watching what he was doing. He stretched his tongue out and inserted it into my vagina, his lips moving over my vulva, gently sucking on my labia with his lips and
teeth . These actions immediately aroused my desire, making me feel unbearably aroused, almost causing me
to climax. At the

crucial moment, Officer Boyd stopped sucking and moved upwards, and I couldn't help but sob softly. The officer
lowered his mouth to suck on my nipple, his hat still covering his face.

Although I was a little disappointed that my vulva was no longer being served by his mouth, I immediately noticed him moving his hips forward. I felt his
hard, hot penis trembling as it searched for the entrance, and I couldn't wait to twist and thrust. When the
head of his penis correctly met my wet opening, I was so stimulated that I immediately gasped .

Officer Boyd also made excited moaning sounds, and when he pushed in hard and thrust all the way in,
he moaned again.

Wow! This feels so good, so incredibly good!

The officer's penis is so big, it fills me completely, and then he began to thrust in and out heavily into
my intensely desired vagina. Each thrust squeezed my buttocks deep into the car seat, but thankfully the car
seat was very soft and comfortable, otherwise, how could my buttocks have endured it? I groaned and begged, "I...I... I ... Officer Boyd

! I ... I ...

A surge of emotion washed over me again. I had never experienced such a massive thing before: "Please, please stop! Son!

Listen to me, we can't do this, it's wrong!"

"Mom! Please, don't tell me to stop now, please!" Daniel said, thrusting
faster and faster. I knew he was about to climax! I reached out and held his face tenderly, saying,
"Okay, son! Mom promises you!"

In fact, it wasn't just Daniel who was nearing climax; I was surprised to find my own buttocks
involuntarily arching upwards in rhythm with Daniel's thrusts, my arms encircling his neck, my legs raised, tightly
wrapped around Daniel's waist, wanting him to penetrate me as deeply as possible.

I also reached my climax!

It was this climax that killed me. I had never experienced such an exciting orgasm before.
I don't know how I would live without such orgasms in the future.

I bit my son's tender shoulder tightly to prevent him from crying out in excitement. As I tasted
my son's blood, Daniel simultaneously ejaculated inside me!

The overwhelming stimulation, tension, and excitement overwhelmed me, and I fainted!

I slowly awoke, opening my eyes to a pitch-black room. I blinked rapidly, taking a deep breath.

Daniel sat on the bed, smiling at me, rubbing one end of a warm towel against my forehead, the other resting
on his shoulder.

"Wow!" Daniel exclaimed.

I grasped his hand and said, "Yeah, wow!... You know what? This shouldn't happen!"

Daniel nodded.

"I'm so sorry I let this happen, son! It was a mistake. I won't do this with you again
."

"Are you kidding me, Mom? I hope it happens often! Whenever I'm conscious, I
long to spend this beautiful springtime with you forever and ever!"

I was moved to tears. "But, son! You have to understand, boys' teenage fantasies are just
fantasies . A normal mother and son shouldn't do this. I'm afraid it will hurt you!"

"I haven't been hurt. From childhood until now, nothing has made me happier than this moment. Is this hurt?

Will you get pregnant?" I shook my head. "

Okay, since no one has been hurt, I can assure you, Mom! I want to enjoy this kind of
pleasurable sex with you, again and again, forever and ever!"

"No, Daniel! We can't do this again, never!"

"But, Mom…"

I pressed my fingers to Daniel's lips, shaking my head violently. This shouldn't happen again!

I'm really not joking? This won't happen again? God knows…

I called Luo and told him I had to wait for the snow to clear before I could go home. For the next few days,
Daniel and I were inseparable, like two dogs in heat. Daniel told his roommate I had a bad cold
and was in bed. I was in bed, but I was healthily wrapped around my son's hot, throbbing body, letting his hard,
huge cock fully penetrate my wetness! I knew his roommates were curious and wanted to know, "Maybe
Brian can guess what happened," but my son and I concealed it perfectly!

We made love on the bed until we were both exhausted, then cuddled for a nap, and
woke up to make love again! I sucked on his big, beautiful cock until my mouth ached. Daniel sucked on my
breasts and licked my vulva until his mouth was tired. Most excitingly, that enormous cock,
tirelessly hard and erect, stood there, again and again, ready to go at any moment!

On the day the weather cleared and I prepared to go home, I got dressed but found myself feeling empty.
I couldn't bear to leave without sucking Daniel's penis a few times. I squatted down on the floor, pulled Daniel's penis out of his pants, and
buried my face in it, sucking and blowing until my mouth was filled with hot, thick semen. Only then did I feel satisfied and head home.

On the long drive home, I kept thinking about the whole thing. Even now, I still can't figure out
"why" it happened. I only know that it just happened. You might say that the mother and son must have
felt guilty, but you'd be completely wrong. I don't even believe myself. I felt no guilt at all,
and I felt a deep and intense lust for Daniel. My only guilt was for letting Luo

down! My remorse for Luo didn't quell my lust. Instead, when he and his fraternity brothers went on
vacation , he called Daniel back. The two of us were glued together every minute, constantly sucking, thrusting, and
making love until we were exhausted.

Daniel stayed home after graduating in May until he left for graduate school in September. Throughout the summer vacation,
I often encouraged him to go out with his friends and date girls around his age.

However, every time he went on a date, I would be terribly jealous all night, until the next morning when Luo
left for work, Daniel climbed into bed with me, and we immediately engaged in intense, silent lovemaking,
only feeling relieved after satisfying our desires.

When Daniel left home in September, I was truly terrified, afraid of losing him!

Thank God! Today is Monday after Thanksgiving. After seeing Daniel off at the airport, I've been filled with excitement and
gratitude, thanking God that this holiday wasn't just about turkey filling my life! ...

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