Chapter 47
Translator - Zofu
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“What did I do?”
“Look at him acting like a fool just because another day has passed!”
Mom seems to be very angry that her embarrassing images were secretly filmed.
'But they say I'm sexy and pretty!'
“It’s true that I was wrong, but don’t use that as an excuse to keep drinking like this!”
“That’s not an excuse...”
Mom continues to hold her tongue.
“Hurry up and get in the car! We’ll talk on the way.”
“My feet hurt!”
“Why? Do you think it’s sprained?”
“I think it’s a bit like that.”
Mom is having trouble taking steps.
“Just lean on me~”
I managed to get to my mom's car while supporting her.
I opened the passenger door and helped my mother get inside, holding her waist.
Along with the smell of alcohol, the body smelled like cosmetics or perfume.
Mom pulled the hem of her dress over her knees and sat down with her butt on the passenger seat.
The side line of mom seen from the side is a work of art!
What catches the most attention are those two bouncy and heavy-looking ♥breasts♥~!
A slim waist with no belly underneath and buttocks with a rich pelvic line!
Two legs with beautiful, slender legs!
Everything is in perfect harmony.
I sat in the driver's seat and started the engine.
My mother has pulled the seat belt and is not able to fasten it properly.
I took it and inserted it into the clip with a ‘click!’ sound.
The belt got twisted once and dug deep between my breasts.
“What are you doing when you can’t even fasten your belt properly?”
After removing the metal ring from the clip, I straightened the belt properly and put it back into the clip.
My mom is just staring out the window, pretending not to notice because she is embarrassed to be with me.
After wearing the belt, the deep ♥ cleavage ♥ ~ is pressed and the convex breasts appear to stick out more.
I want to reach out and touch it just once...
If you do that, you're likely to get a slap on the cheek from your mom.
I held back and left the parking lot and drove leisurely along the road.
“Does your ankle still hurt a lot?”
My mom closed her eyes and pursed her mouth as if she was ignoring me.
“Is it really painful because you injured your ankle earlier?!”
Annoyed, I raised my voice and asked again.
“It’s a little sore, but it’s okay! It’s nothing to worry about!”
“How am I going to go to work tomorrow if I get swollen?”
“If it doesn’t work out, you can take a day off. Don’t worry about me.”
My mother's tone of constantly trying to draw a line between me and me got on my nerves.
“It’s not because it hurts!”
“It’s okay!”
“Mom, how long are you going to be mad at me?!”
“It’s my heart, so can you please stop caring?”
Mom kept coming out crooked.
“Where have you seen the pictures I took of Mom? Have you even seen the video?”
It was a little uncomfortable, but I asked honestly.
“Video? Is there anything like that? Please delete it all and never talk about it again!”
My mom is talking as if she didn't see the video - I'm sure she talked about the video last time - but I can't tell if she's putting on a show.
Anyway, I don't think anything will get better if you ask more specifically.
Whether it's a video or a photo, it will contain the mother's actions of faithfully following her sexual instincts!
Come to think of it, my mother is a woman full of sexual desires anyway!
Isn’t that what we commonly call ♥Bitch♥~?
There is no need to deny it or hide it.
Both men and women are animals that thirst for hot and erotic sex anyway!
Being with my mom like this makes my lower body erect and my heart flutters.
My heart is pounding as I wonder how I can become closer to my mother.
As someone who has never had a lover before, I am fortunate to have my mother by my side.
After parking on the second basement level of the apartment, I got out first and opened the passenger door.
As my mother stepped outside first with her right foot and then with her left foot, she moaned ‘Ahh!’ and grimaced.
“It looks like it hurts a lot.”
Mom said it wasn't a big deal until we got there, but she couldn't answer anything.
“It looks like it’s swollen…”
When I bent down and looked at my ankles, it seemed like there was swelling above my high heels.
The ankles and paper lilies are so fine and pretty!
“You’re in big trouble. It must be hard to walk properly. Just hold my hand and come out first.”
“Get your hands off me! I can walk alone.”
I slapped my mother’s outstretched hand.
She continued to fuss like a sulky young lady.
“Okay, try walking alone. Let’s see how well you walk.”
Mom put her left foot on the floor and took a few limping steps, staggering.
It might be okay if you're barefoot, but seeing you doing that with high heels is dangerous.
Still, it's obvious that she'll get even more annoyed if she gets in the way of showing off her mom's pride.
He walked a few steps, three or four, and eventually stopped and looked back at me.
“You said you were going to go alone? Wouldn’t it be difficult?”
Mom stands still without saying anything.
“That’s why I said listen to me!”
I felt like it was a bit unfortunate that I was in so much pain.
Anyway, I did something wrong!
I went to my mother's left, hugged her waist tightly with my right arm, and gave her strength so that she could support her weight.
My mother, who had been stubbornly holding on, eventually leaned towards me and supported my weight by holding my forearm with her left arm.
“Walk slowly.”
As my mother supported me from the side, I started walking limping step by step while making a 'tto-gak' sound.
“How does it hurt so much?”
Mom nodded.
It would hurt less if I took off my shoes...
I just can't do it!
“Mom, let me carry you!”
I sat down with my back in front of my mom.
“No! Why me?!”
“Get on my back quickly!”
“I see people.”
“Why don’t you look at it? My son is giving his mother a piggyback ride because his feet hurt.”
“But I still hate it! How do people know that you are my son!”
“Ah, that’s really annoying! I’m afraid you’ll think of me as a son or a lover? Then what happens?”
“You’re saying nonsense again!”
Mom whined again.
“I told you to hurry up! How long are you going to stay like this?”
I stretched my arms back, grabbed my mother's calf, and pulled her towards me.
“...Oh my!”
Mom fell towards me and grabbed my shoulders with both arms.
I quickly got up and pulled my mother's buttocks with both hands.
Firm♥butt♥~flesh was crushed in the palm of my hand!
Ah, it's so good! This touching♡~ texture!
“Oh my! Get your hands off me!”
“How can I carry you if you take my hand away? You’re talking nonsense!”
First, I carried my mom on my back and walked toward the elevator entrance.
My pale thighs were exposed from the dress that was hanging on my arm.
“Oh, how embarrassing.”
Mom made a noise of embarrassment.
'I didn't even know that being so angry made me even more aroused!'
As I held on stiffly without completely relaxing my body, I could feel the strength of my buttocks muscles in my hands.
“You can just relax and get on your back comfortably. Why are you acting stiff and scolding me!”
“When did you say I was being stiff!”
“You’ve put a lot of force into your legs now! That means you can touch your butt more!”
“Get your hands down your butt!”
“I’m afraid I can’t get down because I’m putting so much effort in that I might slip down!”
Then my mother relaxed her body and hugged me tightly, wrapping her arms around the back of my neck.
'okay! ‘This is it!’
The mother's breasts were pressed against my back in a 'crushing~♡~' way.
and! This feeling!
The skin of my mother's thighs and buttocks wrapped tightly in my palm feels bouncy like rubber.
It's completely different from touching your mother's body in a state of hypnosis while your heart races.
Now is the moment to truly feel the sticky body of my mother, made up of living, breathing cells.
“It’s much more comfortable when you lose your strength like that! Why are you being so stubborn!”
“When did I become stubborn?!”
“You were holding on stiffly earlier!”
“I did it because it was uncomfortable.”
After arguing with my mom, I ended up in front of the elevator.
I took the elevator and hit the 15th floor.
“I’m worried someone will get on it.”
Mom whispered as if speaking to herself.
As if the words were lost, they stopped at the first floor and two women who appeared to be mother and daughter entered.
I stepped back, holding my mother's butt tightly.
When I look to my right, I see my mother's face lying face down on me reflected in the shiny elevator wall.
The thighs just below the buttocks are held in my hands and spread tightly♥~,
Beneath it, slender legs wrapped in stockings are stretched out.
The voluptuous breasts are spread out in a circle, pressed against my back.
I got off the 15th floor and stood in front of the apartment door.
“Please put me down now.”
Mom said in a cold voice.
“Okay, so be careful.”
When I straightened my back, my mother’s upper body slid down.
In the meantime, I thought the breasts were pressing and rubbing against my back, and then I walked away, leaving behind a lingering feeling.
When I opened the door and entered the hallway, my mother took off her heels while leaning on the dresser.
“Can you walk?”
I took off my shoes, but my mom was embarrassed.
When I looked at my ankle with my heels off, it seemed to be even more swollen.
“There will be bruises later. I think my ligaments are injured, so I need to be really careful.”
Only then did my mother look serious.
“I will help you.”
This time, Mom didn't say anything and just nodded.
I was thinking of carrying her on my back like before, but I grabbed my mother's back with my right arm,
I pushed my left hand behind my knee and lifted it up.
“Oh my! Why are you like this? I just need you to help me.”
“But you can’t walk! Just do as I tell you! Don’t nag!”
“I have to go to the bathroom! I’m in a hurry~”
Mom's face became redder.
“Okay. I’ll take you to the bathroom.”
“Oh my! Why is he like this? Why do you have to take me to the bathroom!”