Innocence

Watching his mother trapped in a nightmare, Elmer wanted to hold her tightly in his arms, but he was afraid of her intense reaction.

He was even more afraid that he couldn't resist raping his mother again.

The feeling of making love with his mother was very comfortable, just like taking drugs.

Especially when Elmer ejaculated into his mother's vagina, his excitement reached a level he had never reached before, and he felt extremely satisfied!

"Mom, you really need to rest well. I have to go to class in the afternoon, so I can't accompany you," Elmer comforted.

"I took a few days off. I have to go back to teaching next week. I'm afraid my students miss me," Margaret sighed.

"Well, then Mom should take these few days to take good care of herself and let her students see a healthy and cheerful teacher, okay?" Elmer laughed.

"Um, maybe it's because your father died that Mom is like this. Just rest for a while, and you can go back to your room to sleep. You have to go to class in the afternoon," Margaret closed her eyes and said.

She knew that Elmer was standing in front of her and thought of the scene in her dream where she made love with her son. Margaret wanted to lose that part of the dream.

"Well, Mom, rest well," Elmer turned and walked out of the room, his fangs had grown quite a bit.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Margaret couldn't help but sob, hot tears falling onto the back of her hand.

She wanted to forget that dream that shouldn't belong to her, but why was it that the more she tried to forget, the more she couldn't?

The images of making love with her son were like superglue stuck to her chest, making it hard for her to break free.

"Blood, muscles, black wings, and a thick and long penis..." Margaret whispered to herself. "No, I can't think about it anymore. It's definitely just a dream. Elmer is so good, he couldn't possibly do something like that to me!"

Margaret took a deep breath, wiped away her tears, and tried to calm down.

Elmer had actually been standing outside the door the whole time, his hearing even more acute than a night owl's.

He heard Margaret's words of guilt and didn't know if what he was doing was right or wrong.

But no matter what, Elmer had to keep his mother alive, even if it meant being cursed by all of humanity or being sent to hell by the Archangel Gabriel!

After more than an hour, Margaret knew that Elmer and his little sister had gone to school, so she felt a little relieved.

She stood up and walked to the mirror. With an uneasy feeling in her heart, she lifted her skirt and looked at her swollen pubic mound.

She pinched the corner of her underwear and pulled it to the side, but immediately let go and put down her skirt.

She wanted to observe the changes in her pubic mound carefully, but when she realized that admitting that it was different from before meant admitting that the dream was real, she knew it was absolutely not acceptable!

"Sister, when did you buy this bicycle?" Elmer asked as he rode Nydia to her school.

"I bought it yesterday. Sister bought it for me. She said it takes me half an hour to get to school every day, which is tiring, so she bought it for me," Nydia hugged Elmer's sturdy body tightly, her face pressed against his back.

"Wow, I thought Sister was very stingy. Looks like if I ever run out of money to eat, I'll have to ask her for some," Elmer muttered under his breath.

When it comes to money, Elmer remembers that he has an extra hundred thousand in his bank account. Ten thousand of it is for Mona's mother's medical treatment, and he may have to give more.

The mother and daughter depend on each other, and Mona's mother may not be able to work. It's definitely not enough for them to rely on Mona alone.

Besides, Mona is his girlfriend, or at least something like that, Elmer thought to himself as he rode Nydia to school.

"Your back is so warm," Nydia said with a happy face, her pretty face pressed against Elmer's back. Even though there was a shirt between them, Elmer's body still provided warmth for his sister.

"If you feel cold at night, you can come sleep over here with me," Elmer said.

"Mom says you're an adult now and can't sleep with you," Nydia replied.

"It's normal for siblings to sleep together. Why can't we? Hehe, actually, Mom is very tired from teaching and goes to bed early at night. You can come over here to sleep by yourself," Elmer suggested.

"Then don't lock the door at night," Nydia said seriously.

When Nydia mentioned not locking the door, Elmer remembered a very embarrassing incident from last year. Before that incident, Elmer didn't have the habit of locking the door when he slept at night.

It was winter at the time, and Elmer was sleeping soundly. In the middle of the night, he felt something crawling into his bed, but he didn't pay much attention and continued sleeping.

The next morning, he woke up to see his aunt Elizabeth lying in his arms, completely naked and her full breasts pressing against his strong chest.

Then he heard his sister screaming and Elizabeth yawning. Elmer tried to push Elizabeth away, but she continued sleeping on top of him, completely unfazed by Rita's screams...

Thinking back on that incident, Elmer felt like he was too innocent. He had just laid there while his aunt pressed down on him, and his hands and feet had gone numb.

"Be careful, big brother!" Nydia warned as Elmer was about to ride into the middle of the road.

"Oops!" Elmer adjusted his bike and tried not to think about adult matters.

"Sis, did you see that guy?" Alice's sister Sheila leaned out of the car window and pointed at Elmer up ahead.

"Roll down the window," Alice said, remembering the time Elmer gave her oral sex.

"If that little girl behind him is his sister, she'll probably get it from him too," Sheila shrugged and rolled down the window.

As the car carrying Sheila and Alice flew past Elmer, he had no idea that a bunny girl was sitting inside.

"What are you guys talking about?" The driver was a woman in her forties, dressed maturely with two large golden earrings constantly clashing against her earlobes.

She had a smile on her face, but her eyes were cold. Her nails were painted a bright red, and she wore a gold ring on each hand.

She was clearly a woman who loved to dress up.

"Mom, it's..." Alice began to speak but stopped when she saw Sheila about to blurt something out.