Incest Beautiful mother in the palm of my hand
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"Hey~" Mom stretched her body, exposing her curves to me without reservation: "I've been in class all day, and I've been running around for your business. Tell me, are you tired?"
 

Of course I know she has a lot of classes today, otherwise I wouldn't choose today to start my plan.
 

"Yes, yes, mom, you've worked hard. Let me give you a massage." Without waiting for my mother to answer, my hands naturally placed on her smooth and firm calves and began to massage.
 

Since I had thoughts about my mother's body, I often took the initiative to massage her. This was not as difficult as described in many novels, because how could a mother think that her son would have lustful thoughts about her? As long as you can control yourself and don't cross the line.
 

I have always been very good at controlling my shoulders, waist, calves and feet. I never go beyond the line. What I like most is of course massaging my mother's feet. Her white and cute feet are flawless, which often makes me want to hug her and kiss her. Of course, it's just a thought. Unfortunately, I can only massage my mother's beautiful feet after she washes herself, so I have never touched her beautiful feet wrapped in stockings. I guess my mother thinks it's a bit dirty if she doesn't wash them. Hey, mom, I really don't think it's dirty.


My mother is a university lecturer. When she has a lot of classes, she sometimes has to stand for a whole day. Naturally, her legs will be sore, but she didn't refuse me. She closed her eyes and enjoyed it. She said to me, "Hey, now you know how to please me. Have you finished your homework?"


My mother's calves are very tight, her skin is smooth and white, and the curve of her hind legs is very beautiful. I kneaded the middle part of my mother's calf muscles, which is the most prone to soreness, and replied, "Isn't it done? Come out and breathe some fresh air. Is the strength appropriate?"


"Right there, harder. Uh-huh~~~" As I increased my strength, Mom's brows slightly frowned, her little mouth slightly opened, and she unconsciously let out a comfortable moan. Hearing this, my cock got hard, but fortunately the college uniform she was wearing was relatively loose, so it was not obvious.


"Mom, are you feeling well?"


"Well, it's not in vain that I raised this son~ah~be gentle~" Mom closed her eyes slightly, opened her mouth slightly, and looked like she was enjoying it. Obviously, she didn't realize that there was anything wrong with her tone, but it made me suffer. My cock was hard, and I had to serve her hard.


"Mom, lie down, it's hard for me to use too much strength like this." I gradually lightened the strength in my hands, firstly because I really wanted to touch my mother's delicate and white calves, and secondly because I wanted her to turn around and lie down. I don't need to say more about which one to choose, a beauty lying down or a beauty lying on her stomach.


This wasn't the first time I had to lie prone. After so many massages, my mother was used to it and wasn't  warry at all.
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