Wang Ping’s mother is called Quan Hong, who is 33 years old this year and works at a technical design institute. Until he was ten years old, Wang Ping used to sleep in the same bed as his mother, and even at the same end. At that time, both he and his mother slept naked. It was his mother’s habit. His mother always slept with her arms around him, and her two large breasts were always toys in his hands. It was the time when his father passed away.

His father passed away when he was only five years old, and his younger sister was only four years old. They had not yet entered primary school, and they didn’t understand much, let alone know anything about the relationship between men and women. Touching his mother’s breasts at that time was just for fun. He remembers the bed they slept in was placed against the wall. He always slept on the inside, his mother in the middle, and his sister always slept on the outside. Sometimes his sister would argue to sleep on the inside, but she could never win against him.

He slept together with his mother and sister for five years, but at that time, he was still young and knew nothing, let alone appreciate the beauty of his mother’s body.

But now, he can no longer touch his mother’s fair and smooth skin and her full and elastic breasts at night.
Because he is now fifteen years old, and since he was eleven, he has been sleeping separately from his mother and sister, and now his sister and mother are also separated. Wang Ping sleeps in a small room next to the kitchen, and his mother sleeps in the master bedroom of this house. In between him and his mother sleeps his sister. How unwilling he is to be like this, how he wishes he could still sleep next to his mother, and still be able to touch his mother’s entire body, especially her breasts…

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