After dinner, the mother and her two sons talked for a long time in the living room.

Mom glanced at the clock on the wall: “You two should get some rest early, and don’t stay up too late.”

My sister and I said in unison, “Goodnight, Mom!”

Mom smiled and reached out to pinch my and my sister’s cheeks before returning to her bedroom.

My sister shook her fist at me: “Let’s decide who does the dishes and pots by playing rock-paper-scissors!”

“never mind!”

With Mom not around, I boldly scooped up my fragrant little sister and nuzzled her high, straight nose with the tip of my own.

What are you doing?

My sister was completely baffled by my sudden action.

Looking at my sister’s pretty face, I now wish I could just meld this tall and beautiful sister into my body.

I gently pecked my sister’s delicate lips: “How could I bear to let my precious young lady go into the kitchen?”

“Huh~”

My sister rolled her eyes at me and said, “Is my brother really that good?”

I held my younger sister on my lap and gently patted her bottom twice: “Hmm? You little ingrate, have you forgotten who transferred money to you for shopping today?”

My sister smiled shyly and gently kissed the corner of my mouth: “Is this compensation enough?”

I raised an eyebrow: “Is this considered an equivalent exchange?”

“This is the flow of love!”

My little sister jumped out of my arms: “I’m going to take a shower now, okay?”

“Go ahead, I’ll wash after you’re done.”

After cleaning up the dishes and kitchen, I hesitated for a moment before gently knocking on my mother’s bedroom door.

Mother’s voice drifted out: “Come in.”

Pushing open the door, I saw my mother sitting in front of the dressing mirror, wearing a thin gauze bathrobe, her hot and perfect figure faintly visible beneath it.

Especially her plump, round buttocks as she sat on the stool, shaped like a ripe peach, exuding an incredibly alluring scent that made my heart flutter.

My mother had a face mask on and was gently applying something, taking care of her skin.

My mother turned and glanced at me, her lips parting slightly: “What’s wrong? Is something the matter?”

I came up behind my mother, silently staring at her long, swan-like neck, and gently shook my head: “Nothing much, I just wanted to come and see you.”

Upon hearing this, Mom chuckled and said, “Really nothing else?”

I hesitated for a moment, then slowly asked, “Mom, do you really hate me?”

The mother stopped what she was doing, her voice slightly lowered: “Why do you ask that?”

I said cautiously, “Ever since you came to school yesterday, you haven’t given me a kind look.”

Mom opened a bottle of cream and gently applied it to her arm: “Don’t you know why?”

I asked, puzzled, “Mom, I promised you I wouldn’t run off with Song Yuchen anymore, so why were you being so uninteresting with me just now?”

Mom gave a soft hum: “I’m in a bad mood.”

I gave a wry smile: “So you’re taking your bad mood out on me?”

My mother placed the cream in my palm, her expression quite serious: “If I can’t be willful or throw a tantrum in front of my own son, then who else can I be willful in front of?”

“ah?”

I was surprised, but also warmed by the feeling that swept away my earlier dissatisfaction and bitterness.

My mother nudged my shoulder: “Turn around.”

“Okay.” I obediently turned around: “What’s wrong?”

“Turn around.”

Then I heard my mother’s voice behind me.

I turned around and looked at my mother in front of me, and was slightly taken aback.

My mother was lying face down on the bed, her bathrobe spread out on the bed, her smooth, white back completely naked, her long, black hair cascading over it. Her lower body was covered by a thin blanket, her pert buttocks pushing the blanket up high like a small hill. It was a pity that I couldn’t see the beautiful scenery under the blanket, but I guessed that my mother’s lower body was probably completely naked.

I swallowed hard. What is Mom going to do?

Although Mom hid it well, her full and plump breasts were really too big. And because of her lying position, her fair and smooth breasts were squeezed out in large quantities from both sides of her body, a white expanse that made my head spin slightly.

Mom buried her face in her arm: “You’re here just in time, put some lotion on my back.”

Okay~

The incredible benefit left me somewhat bewildered. I had just had an affair with my mother today, but she seemed completely unconcerned.

I can picture my mother’s large, firm breasts in my mind; it would probably take two hands to hold just one of them.

Mom suddenly said with displeasure, “What are you doing? Why are you dawdling?”

“They’re here, they’re here.”

I quickly stepped forward, poured the cream into my hand, gently applied it to my mother’s beautiful back, and then rubbed it in.

My mother’s skin is so delicate, smooth, soft, and tender. Touching it feels like touching a piece of the finest silk.

No, no, no, even the finest silks cannot compare.

Mom hummed softly twice, her tone sounding very pleasant and comfortable.

I lingered there, reluctant to leave, and my penis began to stir. Looking at the white flesh of my mother’s breasts that were squeezed out, I hesitated for a moment. I wanted to touch them, but then I remembered that I had foolishly bumped into my mother that afternoon, so I quickly put away my wicked thoughts.

My mother’s waist dimples are small and delicate, looking both sexy and cute. I gently massage them continuously, playing with them with great affection.

*Smack!*

My mother gently patted my arm, then turned her pretty face and scolded me, “You can’t even apply lotion properly? What’s so fun about that place?”

I quickly nodded and admitted my mistake: “I’ll apply it properly, I’ll apply it properly.”

“No need.” Mom pulled the thin blanket up a bit and asked, “Are you done applying it to your back?”

I hesitated for a moment, then answered truthfully, “Yes.”

“Okay, you can go back to sleep. I’ll handle the rest myself.”

I was filled with disappointment, but I still managed to hide the sadness on my face: “Okay, Mom, you should get some rest too.”

Mom responded softly, “Okay, close the door.”

I walked out of my mother’s bedroom, intending to sigh, but then I suddenly realized that I had already seen so much that I shouldn’t have seen. Why did I always want to greedily seek more in such a short time?

Thinking about this, I immediately felt much lighter.

Upon arriving at the room, she first took out the clothes she had worn while having sex with Chen Xiao in preparation for washing them. However, to her surprise, she found in the pockets of the clothes the unopened box of condoms Chen Xiao had bought that day, as well as her underwear that was completely soaked with her vaginal fluid.

Looking at the two items in my hands, I wondered where I should put them.

But then I remembered that my mother always respected my privacy, even knocking before entering my room, so I wasn’t so nervous anymore and casually put the condom into my desk drawer.

Chen Xiao’s underwear wasn’t completely dry and still smelled strongly of lewdness. I thought that if I washed it now, there would be nowhere to dry it, and if my sister saw it on the balcony, it would be a big problem. So I secretly hid it under the mattress, planning to wash it after my sister returned to school tomorrow.

After settling in, I took a nice, hot shower.

In the bathroom, I could faintly hear music coming from my younger sister’s room; I wondered what that little girl was having so much fun with.

After taking a shower, I hesitated for a moment, looking at the door connecting the bathroom to my sister’s room, but decided not to disturb the little girl.

To my surprise, shortly after I lay down on the bed, the bathroom door lock turned, and my sister actually took the initiative to sneak over from the bathroom.

My sister’s footsteps were very light, and in the dim moonlight, I could vaguely see that she was wearing a onesie nightgown.

She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at me without moving.

I remained calm and watched to see what this little girl was up to.

Half a minute later, the younger sister spoke softly, “Brother, are you asleep?”

I deliberately didn’t answer.

My sister asked again softly, but I still didn’t respond. To my surprise, she suddenly reached out, pinched my nose with one small hand, and covered my mouth with the other.

I held back for several minutes, but when I really couldn’t take it anymore, I broke free from her grasp.

I said irritably, “Murder your own brother?”

My sister giggled: “I knew you weren’t asleep! Who would hold their breath for that long while sleeping? You big idiot!”

“Why are you looking for me so late?”

Suddenly, my younger sister lifted the silk quilt, and her tender yet not immature and alluring body squeezed into the quilt. Her pretty face was very close to mine, almost touching mine. She exhaled a fragrant breath from her small mouth, the scent of which was very alluring, making my heart, which had just calmed down, itch again.

My younger sister stared into my eyes with her big, almond-shaped eyes and blinked rapidly: “It’s so late, can’t I come to you?”