I became a matchmaker for my mother and husband - Chapter 9 Test

My mother’s skirt was shrinking higher and higher. I don’t know if my husband intended to do this. Although he didn’t stop the massage, from his point of view, the scenery of mother’s skirt bottom must have been fully appreciated, but from the perspective of the camera, it can’t be seen whether she has changed the newly bought peach red underwear.

“Ah Wei, what acupoint are you pressing now? It’s so comfortable that you feel warm all over your body. Finally, my mother broke the silence and asked for the details of the massage. It seems that she really likes this massage.

“This part is especially good for women. It can help women with vaginal fluid secretion and uterine health, and even relieve anxiety caused by discordant sexual life. “

I feel incredible after listening to it. Can foot massage still have this effect? It’s nonsense!

Her mother opened her eyes and sat up straight with embarrassment. Then she saw her white leg lifted by her son-in-law. She had opened her thigh base for a long time before she knew it. Subconsciously, she clamped it.

“Ah Wei, I I feel much better, thanks Thank you “The mother of the great embarrassment was embarrassed even when she spoke.

“It’s OK, Ma. You have to press this acupoint more to get better effect. I don’t have any chance to be filial to you. If I have a chance, I have to do more for you. Just press five more minutes. It’s fast. “

the mother hesitated when she heard her husband’s attentive words. After a moment’s hesitation, I don’t know what kind of magic her husband used. As soon as the posture of her hands changed, my mother took a breath. Ignoring the spring light of her thighs, she straightened up her hips and waist and held the sofa tightly with her hands.

“How sour ~ ~” after several seconds, my mother relaxed her tight body, collapsed on the sofa, flushed her cheeks, and said with a breath.

My husband’s voice is as magnetic as a radio anchor.

Mother finally stopped talking. She tightened the sofa and looked at her husband for a few seconds. Then she closed her eyes and lay quietly. I don’t know if it’s my illusion. Although I can’t hear her making any sound, I can see from the corner of her mouth that she sighed gently.

I carefully observed my husband’s technique, skilled with rules. Of course, I didn’t learn any foot massage myself, but I also felt that it was a model, not like a novice or a random press.

Just after I thought my husband would press like this for five minutes, my husband’s gesture suddenly changed. His right hand was still holding the height of the sole of his foot. His left finger was holding the Achilles tendon all the way up. Then he held his mother’s calf and kneaded it, and then the tendon behind his knee.

“Mom, I’ll help you move your joints. The husband suddenly said this sentence. Before waiting for his mother to react, his left hand finally climbed up to his mother’s thigh, and his right hand gradually raised the sole of his foot, so that his mother’s skirt would have a panoramic view.

This is slowly testing mother’s bottom line!

When I was worried about my mother in my heart, my mother’s reaction was surprisingly quiet. Her lashes trembled slightly in her closed eyes, and her cheeks flushed with shame or excitement.

However, before her husband’s claws crawled into the root of her thigh, her mother sat up.

“Ah Wei, I feel better. Thank you. I’m a little tired. Go back to my room and lie down. Well, I’ll make that dinner later. Mother’s red servant’s face was stained with sweat. Only she knew whether she was excited or nervous.

“Oh, it’s like this today. Mom, don’t be busy. I’ll order a pizza takeout. It’s easy! Besides, I haven’t eaten it for a long time. Let’s have a change tonight! “

it seems that the husband didn’t care about his mother’s sudden sitting up. On the contrary, he put forward a dinner plan to make mom relaxed.

“Well! “My mother didn’t say much. She walked back to the guest room on tiptoe. She didn’t make eye contact with her husband.

In my opinion, that seems to be a kind of escape! Escaping from her husband’s approach.

After looking at his mother’s back in the room, the husband raised his left hand that touched his thigh, slowly clenched his five fingers into fists, put them under his nose and sniffed them, and a smile came out of his mouth.

I watched in front of the mobile phone, especially the smile and action of my husband in the last scene, which was full of the expression of the villain in in the TV series. His attempt to his mother is so obvious that I can hardly find any other excuse for him. Is this still the husband I know well?

Without waiting for me to think about anything more, the door opened, and my husband and mother finally finished watching TV and went back to the room to take a bath and sleep. I quickly turned off the video and pretended to watch the news online. When he finished washing up, he gently dropped a sentence: “I’ll go to bed for tomorrow’s meeting, and you should not be too late. “And he went to bed.

I closed the bathroom door, and my heart was mixed. My husband didn’t seem to notice my abnormality. Is he no longer concerned about me? Or do I cover it up?

I stood in front of the mirror, wiping away the light mist. The woman in the mirror has a cobblestone face, slender eyebrows, small eyes, thick eyelashes carved with double eyelids, ruddy lips, chubby nose I don’t think I’m a beautiful woman, but I also have good facial features, which is worthy of the audience.

Slowly take off the robe, revealing the snow-white carcass, balanced flesh and bones. After careful study, I suddenly feel incomparable disappointment, is the disappointment of the body. The delicate clavicle lacks a mature and sexy fullness. The big steamed bread like b-cover chest can’t compare with the turbulent 36d. The round buttocks are quite cocky and have no fat and swinging flesh. It seems that everything can’t match the mellow demeanor of mother, that kind of middle-aged woman.

After the bath, the husband is already asleep, looking at his handsome and familiar cheek, agitated nose, but feel like a stranger.

I was lying in bed with my husband on my back. I couldn’t sleep for a long time. I didn’t know how much time passed. I felt the sound of the bed and woke up for seven minutes. This time should be when my husband wants to go to the toilet. There was a rustle nearby, but the breath was getting closer and closer. Even with my husband on my back, I still felt him close to me, so I pretended to sleep with my eyes closed.

“Wen Wen ~ ~” the husband suddenly whispered in his ear.

Not considering whether to answer, I think of my husband masturbating in my mother’s underwear. I have a bad premonition.

My husband whispered to me a few more times to make sure I really went to bed, opened the door and walked to the hall, not the bathroom.

Sure enough Hearing the sound of the door opening, I felt that the whole person was very bad. The body hiding in the quilt was shaking and tears were pouring out.

Time goes by, five minutes? ten minutes? Or 15 minutes? I have no idea at all. I just feel that time is like a year. The sound insulation of the door is very good. Although the community is very quiet at night and my mother should sleep, I can’t hear the sound of the hall outside.

I did not dare to move, afraid that my husband suddenly opened the door and found me pretending to sleep. Why is it clear that I am not wrong, but I am the most tormented sufferer! I really can’t find the answer.

Finally, when I waited for the door to open, my husband crept in. My whole body is tight, dare not move any more, even breathing has slowed down a lot.

But the strange thing, after closing the door, was silent. My husband didn’t go back to bed, and there was no footstep. If it hadn’t been for his breath, I would have thought he had disappeared.

I opened my eyes secretly, and in the reflection of the dressing table mirror, I saw my husband sticking his ears to the door, as if listening to the outside of the hall.

What can be heard in the hall? Mom is sleeping too! incorrect! incorrect! I had a flash of light in my head and caught some clues.

According to the last video, mother may come out to help her husband clean up the “battlefield”. Is the husband listening to his mother? In this way, the husband would have known that his mother knew about his indecent behavior. Even so, the husband still as always dare to do so, is not the mother’s acquiescence, dumb tolerance and connivance!

Think about the scene this afternoon. It turns out that the husband knew that his mother would not tear her face. And he dares to touch up his mother’s calf, that is to slowly test the bottom line of her mother, and even push the bottom line lower and lower slowly. Finally, he wants to

I really dare not think about it any more

For a long time, I feel numb in my body, but I feel numb in my heart. What is it? I can’t say, anyway, I only vaguely feel my husband lying down and sleeping, and then my consciousness is sinking in the chaos

Wake up, the husband has gone to work, empty bedroom, empty heart. When I went to the hall, my mother was not there, but there was a note on the table: “Wen Wen, breakfast is on the table. I’ll see the doctor. I’ll be back late. “

look at my mother’s injury yesterday, it should not be so serious. After her husband’s emergency treatment, the problem is not big! Are you running away from me? It’s really only mom who knows.

I wanted to give a hint to my mother. When my husband came home in the evening, there was no chance.

I exhaled, put down the note, and took a look at my mother’s room. Since my mother moved back, I haven’t been in it, and suddenly I wonder what’s going on inside.

Gently push the door open, take a look at the room, bed, wardrobe, etc. nothing changes. The desk is quite clean and dust-free. There are some paper and pens on it. It seems that my mother will use it for office occasionally. However, the key of the cabinet under the desk was not inserted. I pulled it and found that it was locked. Maybe my mother used it to put important documents.

I opened the closet again. It’s mom’s stuff. Although I moved in to take care of me temporarily at that time, several months later, basically all kinds of clothes were available in the forest. It was already waiting for my mother’s home.

I saw the black and red lace bust at a glance, the one I saw my husband ejaculate on for the first time. The bust and trousers are folded neatly, and there is only one set in the whole pile. It can be seen that it is specially placed separately, and the others are all of one kind.

Eh! If this one is in the cupboard, which one did my husband use last night