My husband is on a business trip and my eldest son is at a study camp, so
from this morning it was just me and my son at home.
In the morning, I dropped off my husband and eldest son, and headed to
the true room where I haven't seen my face since this morning. Makoto
was still covered up to his head, and when I called out to him, he poked his
head out of the futon. She stared at me with glaring eyes that I couldn't
believe had just woken up. Then, Makoto slowly removed the comforter
and appeared on the bed without a single line of clothing.
I took a deep breath, slowly knelt down, and stretched out
my hands over my pussy. When I gently touched it, it made a squelch. I start
to touch myself, which was hot enough to burn me,
and moved it up and down, and my true body also twitched in
response. I stuff my cheeks with a real meat stick,
entangle my tongue as if it melts in my mouth, and suck out my
son's lust.
This is my morning routine that started one day. However,
what is different from usual is that from today onwards,
it will be just the two of us, Makoto and I. From the
mouth that held the true cock, the nasty sound of saliva and
the cock entwined gradually began to resound. As if entangled
in it, Makoto gasped slightly. I was used to it, so I thought
it would be soon, so I sucked harder and sucked the cock
deeply, and the truth was completely gone in my mouth. Semen
flows into the back of the throat. And I just cleaned it
with my mouth. Makoto, who stared at me
unsatisfied, asked me to eat breakfast. Reluctantly, Makoto got out
of bed and headed to the kitchen with me.
This was the beginning of the day.
After finishing breakfast early, Makoto pulled my arm
back into the room and hugged me. After that, most of the
day Makoto and I spent our bodies together. I had
already closed the curtains in the Makoto room, so my sense
of time had faded.
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