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magna cum laude büyük harfle mi yazılıyor Merrhaaba, My name is ayşe (not my real name) I am a 34-year-old woman, 168 tall and 65 kg. I will tell you about the relationship between me and my son. Dec. I’m still feeling bad when I remember, I’m sad, but I’ve been through this and I’ve enjoyed it more than I’ve ever had in my life.when I was 16, I ran away to a friend of my brother’s. I was his second wife. He was rich,handsome, I had everything, I was happy, my son was born when I was 17. His name is Emre (his real name). After that, I had 2 more children. My life was good, our economic situation was very good, my husband was happy, his first wife didn’t know about it, it hadn’t happened for years. While I was living happily like this, my husband’s affairs began to deteriorate. We have been scammed abroad, we have lost everything we have. What he had on himself was not enough, and he took it from me by convincing me that I would buy it back. I was left in the middle at the age of 33 with 3 children whose wealth was over.That’s why I had a fight with my husband, he put us in this state and destroyed apathy, beenii, after that big fight, he left, died, I don’t know if I got k, he hasn’t been looking for his first wife for years?I have been taking care of my children and myself as a babysitter at home. My son Emre was a handsome, overweight 16-year-old boy at the time. He was very quiet, our economic decline and his father’s actions made him very sad. He wasn’t talking at all, hepp, the computer was in the press. Sometimes he was in her press for hours without talking to me personally. He was taking a bath often, I understood, the young man was going to masturbate, it was his right.Months have passed, I wanted to go to my hometown and see my parents.
I went with my children. We weren’t going to stay long, my leave was short. On the first day I visited my village, the field where my childhood passed, the garden, the forest with my son, we were wet under irrigation guns from a field, I had a shirt under a skirt. I was soaked, my legs stuck to the skirt, my waist ? only my white shirt was stuck to the shirt in my arms, standing in the middle. My son was looking at me, the room was wet. At that moment, I didn’t think of the slightest evil. We went home, took a shower, dried off.The house was small, mom and dad were in their room, and I slept on the Decking bed in the hall sometimes because it was getting cool with my children. My son slept next to me on the sofa bed with my other 2 children. I was trying to sleep. I had in mind the days I lived in this house, in this village, and the first time I saw my husband, I couldn’t get any sleep.30 40 minutes passed Dec, my back was turned to my son. He put his hand on my hip and pulled it back. I didn’t care, I said he was sleeping, he crashed. But he did it 2 more times. Then I felt something hard on my hips. It was very hard, it was thick. Then he realized, God, my son’s penis was on my thighs!I didn’t know what to do. He put his hand on my hip, squeezed it slowly, brought his hand forward and touched the ust side of my vagina. His hand was there, applying a little pressure, just touching. i haven’t been with a man in 2 years, I haven’t even talked to him. I liked Eli, but I came to my senses, what was I doing, he was my son. My own son’s penis was on my thighs. I wanted to get up and say, what are you doing? I stopped just when I was going to do it. I thought?he was 16, his hormones were through the roof, and he was touching the woman he found closest to him, he wanted to. I decided not to do anything, he was going to touch and sleep anyway. Been thinking about all this, he slid his hand over my breasts. he was squeezing very lightly. He was touching the ends. And he was rubbing his penis on my hip, pushing it between times. Dec. It was so hard, I could feel it was thick.
He pulled his hand out of the corner and the sounds started coming. I think he was masturbating. He went to the bathroom, came in, and then fell asleep without touching it?The next day I couldn’t look at his face, it was coming to my mind last night. And he was acting like there was nothing. After all, he had taken care of his business while he was sleeping. We will stay in the village tonight and return tomorrow. By the evening, I was thinking about how to behave, how to save my son from this state. But last night, the way he touched me and the pleasure that the penis I felt on my thighs gave me was overwhelming. How could I enjoy my son.While thinking about these things, I became akksham. We slept the same way again, he slept next to me. I turned around and pretended to be asleep. I was thinking about what I would do if he did last night’s things to me again, and very soon he touched my hip again, little by little. Then I felt his penis. It was thick and very hard. He brought his hand to my vagina again. He was pressing it lightly. Oh, my God, I was enjoying it, I was enjoying it. Again, thoughts like get up and slap me were freezing in my head, but I was blocking myself. It wasn’t like last night, he was rubbing my thigh hard. Elide was sliding up and down on my vagina. ?I WAS WET.? i was crying inside out, I was begging you not to do it inside out, but I was still pretending to sleep. He masturbated again and went to sleep.Have I been crying?.We returned to Istanbul the next day. I’ve been starting work, and they were at home, it was summer vacation, they were at home all day. At work all day I was thinking about what my son had done to me, I was sad. But especially on the second night, I was crying when I thought about the pleasure I got when rubbing against me and getting wet. That couldn’t be happening. it’s been more than 1 week, everything was normal at home, my son was acting normal. The house was getting very hot. I was sleeping at night with only panties and a T-shirt. Already the house was 1 room, 1 living room, 1 kitchen. I was sleeping in the lounge when they were in the room. During this time, Emre hepp was on the computer, not taking her brothers into the room. I think he was watching porn. He was showering often.It was 8 or 9 days after our arrival. One night I suddenly woke up. Biiri was bringing my weight down. Oh, my God, that was an order. the room was dark. I could see his shadow. I wanted to get up and scream, I wanted to slap, I wanted to swear. But I couldn’t, something was hindering. I was afraid of hurting him for the rest of his life.
And although I’m embarrassed to say, yes, my soul wanted it. there has been no one for 2 years, because there was a gap in me that needed to be filled?I wasn’t reacting, he put my weight down. He was just standing there. He pulled my legs apart, bent his head down and started licking my vagina. Oh, my God, I was startled. A thousand things were going through my mind at that moment. One side of me was saying get up, get out of the way, let the other one make your son happy, and you remember your femininity. While I was struggling between the two, my son was Decently licking my vagina. It was slowly licking up and down in an oval shape on the floor. I was wet, biiri was licking my vagina for the first time in my life. The animal that would become my husband was a man who would finish his own work and go to sleep. I’ve had this pleasure once. It was amazing. I could feel that I was getting wet and my water was coming in. I was continuing the role of sleeping. But I had decided in my head. I was going to let him lick, caress, kiss, but it would never have never happened to me. He was my fucking son !!!Been thinking about all this, he came up to my breasts, his hand was still sucking my vagina. He would have been encouraged by my silence, sucking on my breasts. he was hitting my nipples with his tongue. It was something amazing. the inability to be with no one for 2 years was coming out here. I was fooling myself that I would get up in 1 second. But the pleasure I got was defeated.While licking my breasts, I suddenly felt amazing pain in my vagina. He was inside me. Oh, my God, my son’s penis was inside me. The head part had entered, I think. It was very, very thick. It was thicker than his father’s. Were my eyes closed with a whisper to me ?I’m sorry, Mom? he said, and varr tried to sting it all with his strength. But he didn’t go in. His penis was very thick and it was like he was trying to get in by tearing my vagina.
Although he pushed with his might, some of it was coming in. I was in so much pain. Both physically and spiritually. My son beenii was clearly fucking ! Besides all the pain, I was enjoying myself to a degree that I had never experienced at my age. A big penis moving around inside me, strong fingers caressing my breasts, and a wet tongue licking my nipples. What more could a woman want ?It stayed in me for a long time, it was coming in and out very hard, my dear, it was burning, but I tightened my lips. I made my hands into fists, taking strength, not expressing the pain inside me. He went back and forth for a long time, I had an orgasm, I was trembling slightly, he came out of me and ejaculated into my belly. I could feel the hot sperm flowing down my stomach. He got up off me and wiped my belly repeatedly with something. He pulled off my kilt and pulled down my t-shirt, didn’t he forget to cover me up?I fell asleep with that shock. I woke up and got dressed immediately and went to work. I’ve been crying all day, cursing myself for what I’ve done, how I’ve allowed it. But when I stop and think about it, I realized that I had the sex of my life last night. He had a penis bigger than his father’s. It stayed in me for minutes. He had been going back and forth for a long time while his father was staying for 3 4 minutes. He licked my vagina for the first time. He licked my nipples very well. He was giving me great pleasure. While I was thinking about all this, my hand was moving around in my vagina, thinking about her. He’s handsome, he’s tall, and he’s a big penis that I’ve never seen, but I’ve always dreamed of. Ahhh yes, I slapped myself when I was masturbating, thinking, fuck me more, I’m a lion. I was crying, what was I doing, how was I being a mom. How I could sleep with my own son and enjoy it and dream about him.Thinking this way, I became akksham, my steps did not want to go home. At home ?him? there was. Who gives me the orgasm of my life that reminds me that I’m a woman ?him?? I came home, made dinner, he wasn’t around. His brother called for dinner and did not come. He wasn’t leaving the room.
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