added without turning already from the door: “If you try to put it there ... where you don’t need it, I’ll kill and bury it, just know. “- With these words, her miniature figure disappeared behind the doors.

***

All week I didn’t remind my mother about that conversation, assuming that if suddenly my mother changes her mind, (and this is easy) she will say. But she was silent, and everything went as before.
Already on Saturday evening, when we were in the kitchen, Mom said: “So, I was cleaning everything up, now I’ll make dinner, and then I have to wash ... hot today.” Deciding that the moment had come, I asked carefully: “You didn’t forget , well, then what ... promised? "
She stood beside me and turned her face to me funnyly imitated: “I didn’t forget, I didn’t forget! ... I hoped you forgot. “And turned back to the table so that I would not see the blush that flashed on her cheeks.
While I was having dinner, my mother went to the shower and washed there for a long time, as later she later confessed that she had made herself a enema.
Then I went to bathe, and when I got out of the bathroom, I discovered that my mother was not in the kitchen, the light was already extinguished everywhere, and only from my mother’s bedroom could I see a dim light from a night light.

I went to the door and looked in — my mother was lying on the bed, hiding behind a sheet, and there were candles on the side of her, some sort of jar and an old towel.

“Well, what are you saying“ an assistant ”, come in” - but in these words there was no negative, rather there was even a joking tone.

“So, don't take off your underwear,” I will see your “stick” near my ... near myself - I will drive it out at once, ”she threatened with a small fist when I climbed onto her bed.

“Now I will turn around, and you will smear me from this jar ... I hope you know where, once you have come. “- with these words, mom threw back the sheets and turned around, stood on all fours, sticking back and
up your plump and plump ass.

The spot of the anus of a dark pink color looked straight at me, and two thick and long rollers of the large sexual lips, clean-shaven and brownish, went down towards the abdomen.
Recognizing myself, I took the jar, opened the lid — it was petroleum jelly. Having typed more on the index finger, I began to smear my mother's anus with them, pushing my finger in a little bit, until he began to slip easily when pressed.

“Take a thin one and insert it slowly ... lying down is difficult to insert” - I heard, and realized that in addition to that, in front of me, there is still a head ahead.

Smearing a thin candle with petroleum jelly, I put it to the anus and began to squeeze lightly to the sides. After some effort, she broke the sphincter ring and easily entered the mother's rectum, accompanied by a soft and short "oh."

“Shoot half and hold, and I will turn over” - she quietly commanded, then fell on her side and then on her back, so I found myself holding a candle tightly with my hand so that she did not jump out of her ass.

“That's it, now I’m on my own” - mom reached out and took a fat one.

Then she put her hand on her hairy pubis and with her index and ring fingers spread her labia.
Despite her small size, she had a rather wide vagina and when she put a candle to his entrance opened between her fingers and pressed, she gently and smoothly went inside.

I knelt on my knees with my teeth, holding the swollen penis between my thighs and simply held a taper by the end, awaiting further instructions.

“When I give a sign that it’s time - you start moving yours in my ass ... I hear you giggle for once, fly out of here and never come back. “- mother took my hand with her free hand.
Closing her eyes, she began to slowly move the candle into the vagina, inserting it all the way to the stop, and with each movement inward, a characteristic smacking sound was heard. This meant that the “member” was too small in thickness, and in order to comply, mom needed something larger.

Moving my pelvis to meet her hand, she accelerated the pace and I felt that my hand holding the second candle was all wet.
Soon the movements from the smooth began to turn into jerky, and then my mother's hand suddenly squeezed mine tightly.
I realized that this is a sign and moved my candle to the beat with her movements, trying to make both of them enter her holes at the same time.

At some point, my mother once again drove the candle all the way, groaned loudly and arched in a fit of orgasm, raising her legs and shoulders above the bed. After standing in that position for half a minute, she collapsed back into bed with her whole body.
Sweaty and disheveled, she lay relaxed stretching out her arms and legs, and I sat beside me and waited for her to come to herself holding on to the standing member. From overstrain, I ached in the eggs and hurt in the lower abdomen.

“Give it to me here” - I heard a cooing voice and realizing what was required of me, quickly moved closer to my mother on the side of her.

Soft fingers wrapped around my “rod” and slid up and down along it, and with her second hand she took my palm, and as if in the form of a reward, she put her pussy on her face full of heat ...
That was enough for me to start loosening my eggs on a sheet and my mother's hand in a minute.
Now, when it was all over, we continued to relax without ever letting go of each other - I held on to her fat and hot “pie”, and she squeezed my kneading penis.

“You moms need to go to a sex shop and buy normal“ things ”for yourself” ... Or tell me, and I'll buy it myself if you're shy, ”I finally decided to break the silence.

“I will measure and write to you ...” Mom finally let go of my dick and took a towel, began to wipe their hands from sperm.

“You know aunt Lena? I talked to her ... well, she seemed to agree to take you to the "helpers", but with me no longer necessary.

Think about it and tell me later.
All Sash, let's wash and go to bed ... I'm so tired of something. ”

Takazuko