23-11-2025, 06:07 PM
"Okay little chick, mom, tell me a joke, maybe I won't feel sleepy anymore."
Under Xiaoji's gaze, I continued to move my hands under his mother's skirt. Fortunately, the skirt my mother wore that day was very loose, so Xiaoji definitely didn't notice that my hand had reached into his mother's skirt.
However, I not only reached in, but also caressed his mother's butt under his eyes. That feeling was so worth remembering.
"Ah... let's have a good rest. Mom is tired too. She will rest for a while and then go to grandpa's house."
I looked at my mother, but she was looking at the chick. I grabbed her panties under her skirt with some jealousy. I felt her butt trembling slightly. She raised her body and pressed my hand tightly under her butt.
"Okay, since you all have a rest, I will also have a rest. Dad, you have to drive well and call us when you get there."
"Okay, I'll call you when we get there."
The little chicken turned around and lay down in the front seat. Her father smiled and replied from the driver's seat, completely unaware of her mother's strangeness.
When the chick stopped looking at us, I felt my mother's buttocks relax a little, and stretched out a hand to push me away. I was afraid that my father would notice in front of me, so she dug her thumb on the back of my hand, and I squinted. I looked at her with my eyes closed and found that she also had her eyes closed as if she was resting. However, the movements from her hands proved that she was just pretending to rest at this time, which actually stimulated me.
I continued to reach into her ass cleft, just like when massaging her, and gently massaged around her pussy.
I felt her breathing start to get thicker. As I got closer to her body, I felt her body start to heat up. Her tightening force came from the back of my hand and also increased. But how could I let go of this opportunity? I continued to move my middle finger. She went deep into her butt until I touched a slightly raised spot in her butt. I lightly slid my middle finger on it, and my mother's body shuddered. She opened her fingers to hold my arm. I knew I had touched her. I looked at her with squinted eyes, only to find that she was looking at me with her big eyes, full of fear, severity and soft mist.
When my middle finger continued to lightly stroke the bulge in my mother's butt, her butt moved forward and pressed my hand firmly into the sofa.
Even though she did this, I was already happy because my fingertips could already feel the moisture of her pussy, so I scbangd it twice with my middle finger, and I felt the sticky moisture on my fingertips. It must be my mother. I also felt the stimulation, and my pussy secreted love juice.
When I wanted to continue touching her butt, she squeezed my hand hard. In order not to let dad find out, she lowered her head and looked at me with her big eyes open, and with a frown on her face, I knew that if I moved her again, she might really She was about to get angry, so I had no choice but to stop when she was done, and slowly took my hand out of her skirt. In her eyes, I smelled my hand, then put my middle finger into my lips and licked her. He looked at me the whole time, his eyes still stern, but his face was red. He stared at me for a while, clamped the skirt tightly under his thighs, then turned his face away, and smelled the fragrance remaining on his hands. I knew, It was getting closer and closer to me fucking her pussy.
Sure enough, when she returned to the countryside, she seemed to have completely forgotten what happened in the car and was still talking and laughing. This made me think that I was just being sentimental, and that she just regarded me as a useless person. Treated like a sensible child.
During the Chinese New Year, I thought I was striking while the iron was hot, and kept looking for opportunities to touch her again, but she seemed to know my intentions. After the Spring Festival, I returned to the city, and I didn't even have the chance to touch her alone.
Just when I thought there was really no chance, on the last day of the Spring Festival holiday, I finally had the opportunity to meet her alone.
To be continued...
Under Xiaoji's gaze, I continued to move my hands under his mother's skirt. Fortunately, the skirt my mother wore that day was very loose, so Xiaoji definitely didn't notice that my hand had reached into his mother's skirt.
However, I not only reached in, but also caressed his mother's butt under his eyes. That feeling was so worth remembering.
"Ah... let's have a good rest. Mom is tired too. She will rest for a while and then go to grandpa's house."
I looked at my mother, but she was looking at the chick. I grabbed her panties under her skirt with some jealousy. I felt her butt trembling slightly. She raised her body and pressed my hand tightly under her butt.
"Okay, since you all have a rest, I will also have a rest. Dad, you have to drive well and call us when you get there."
"Okay, I'll call you when we get there."
The little chicken turned around and lay down in the front seat. Her father smiled and replied from the driver's seat, completely unaware of her mother's strangeness.
When the chick stopped looking at us, I felt my mother's buttocks relax a little, and stretched out a hand to push me away. I was afraid that my father would notice in front of me, so she dug her thumb on the back of my hand, and I squinted. I looked at her with my eyes closed and found that she also had her eyes closed as if she was resting. However, the movements from her hands proved that she was just pretending to rest at this time, which actually stimulated me.
I continued to reach into her ass cleft, just like when massaging her, and gently massaged around her pussy.
I felt her breathing start to get thicker. As I got closer to her body, I felt her body start to heat up. Her tightening force came from the back of my hand and also increased. But how could I let go of this opportunity? I continued to move my middle finger. She went deep into her butt until I touched a slightly raised spot in her butt. I lightly slid my middle finger on it, and my mother's body shuddered. She opened her fingers to hold my arm. I knew I had touched her. I looked at her with squinted eyes, only to find that she was looking at me with her big eyes, full of fear, severity and soft mist.
When my middle finger continued to lightly stroke the bulge in my mother's butt, her butt moved forward and pressed my hand firmly into the sofa.
Even though she did this, I was already happy because my fingertips could already feel the moisture of her pussy, so I scbangd it twice with my middle finger, and I felt the sticky moisture on my fingertips. It must be my mother. I also felt the stimulation, and my pussy secreted love juice.
When I wanted to continue touching her butt, she squeezed my hand hard. In order not to let dad find out, she lowered her head and looked at me with her big eyes open, and with a frown on her face, I knew that if I moved her again, she might really She was about to get angry, so I had no choice but to stop when she was done, and slowly took my hand out of her skirt. In her eyes, I smelled my hand, then put my middle finger into my lips and licked her. He looked at me the whole time, his eyes still stern, but his face was red. He stared at me for a while, clamped the skirt tightly under his thighs, then turned his face away, and smelled the fragrance remaining on his hands. I knew, It was getting closer and closer to me fucking her pussy.
Sure enough, when she returned to the countryside, she seemed to have completely forgotten what happened in the car and was still talking and laughing. This made me think that I was just being sentimental, and that she just regarded me as a useless person. Treated like a sensible child.
During the Chinese New Year, I thought I was striking while the iron was hot, and kept looking for opportunities to touch her again, but she seemed to know my intentions. After the Spring Festival, I returned to the city, and I didn't even have the chance to touch her alone.
Just when I thought there was really no chance, on the last day of the Spring Festival holiday, I finally had the opportunity to meet her alone.
To be continued...


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