(On the way home - 7:20 p.m.)
As night fell, I walked home with a paper bag purchased from Electrical Street.
In order to collect evidence of the school doctor's crime, I almost emptied my pocket money by purchasing a pen camera and a recording necklace alone.
[I have saved pocket money for half a year... My heart hurts... But for the sake of future plans...]
When I thought about the price of these things, my heart hurt, and I could only grab my heart and grit my teeth and sigh silently.
[It seems that I have to find a part-time job as soon as possible - or just help out?]
When I opened the door, the darkness of the entrance told me that there was no one in the house.
"I'm back?"
I tried to say, but no one responded to me, and my mother, who was supposed to be home, didn't seem to be there.
My mother's bedroom door was open, and I looked inside, and there were only upside-down photo frames on the head of the bed and suspicious water stains on the sheets.
Looking around the living room, there was no trace of my mother on the sofa, kitchen, or dining room.
"Is mom working overtime? Then I'll just make instant noodles and eat it..."
After taking a shower, I wiped my wet hair and passed by the laundry basket, and I noticed that a purple lace underwear was placed on the laundry basket.
[This... It seems to be my mother's underwear in the morning...]
There is also a translucent stickiness on the panties, as if telling the owner of the panties yesterday's sexual desire.
Looking at such a tempting side dish, my throat unconsciously swallowed saliva.
When I reacted, I was already holding my mother's panties close to the tip of my nose, and there was a musk scent unique to mature women, with a mellow sweetness and a little saltiness.
The smell went blank, and a fierce fire rushed straight at my cock, making my cock erect.
I immediately staggered back to the room with my mother's underwear and slumped on the bed, sucking and licking the panties like a hungry wild dog masturbating.
"Hah... Mom..."
I masturbated selflessly, the pace getting faster and faster, so that I didn't notice the footsteps outside coming up to the second floor.
Just as I was ejaculating, the door suddenly opened, and my mother walked in drunk with a strong smell of alcohol.
She leaned against the door frame, two buttons on her chest were unbuttoned at some point, and black lace tightly wrapped around her D-cup breasts, undulating violently under her shirt.
"Ryota... I think we're ..."
Before she finished speaking, a stream of semen splashed precisely on her flushed cheeks.
Time seemed to freeze, and we froze in this awkward and strange atmosphere, and the semen from her cheeks slowly flowed into her mouth.
It may be that alcohol and repressed lust stimulated her rationality, engulfing her only remaining reason.
She stretched out the tip of her tongue and swept away the semen on her cheeks, put it in her mouth, tasted my semen carefully, and swallowed it.
Her alcohol-soaked cheeks also began to show a predator's look, staring at my cock and her panties, which were still throbbing arrogantly.
The corners of her lips slowly curled up with a dangerous and lustful smile, as if she would pounce on the prey in front of her in the next second.
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