Robert Moore
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"What's wrong, mom? Why does your face look red?...Is it because the way I'm hugging is making you uncomfortable?" Her son asked with a concerned look on his face, after seeing her embarrassed expression that she was trying to hide. He then gave a dispirited sigh and said, with a pityful look on his face "I knew it...I thought that I had found the best position to give you a hug, as it just felt more natural this way, and it doesn't feel awkward anymore like how it was before, but it seems like it isn't…
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Her son's hands were firmly placed on her buttocks and were tightly grasping onto her butt cheeks, just like she taught her son to hug. But only this time this son of hers, who didn't seem to know how to hug anyone, was tightly hugging her butt instead of her waist, like she said. He was hugging the mounds of flesh so tightly that his fingers were sinking into her flesh, and was dismorphing the perfect shape of her butt. Her face flushed when she felt her son touching her butt and gripping onto it so…
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While my mom was making happy sounds as she hugged me tightly, I also slipped my hands around her smooth waist and hugged her back. Seeing that her son was responding to her hug, she was elated and overjoyed, as I would normally push her back when she tried to hug me in the past, like she said. But at the same time, she seemed dissatisfied with the way I was hugging her, as I was barely touching her waist and was close to hovering over her skin, like I was hesitant to give her an actual hug. She…
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...I just knew it. It knew it from the beginning. The clues I've seen for a while now all led to this outcome that I had predicted. Starting with the initiation of the trial with porn ads that were centered towards milfs, to being sent to a world that is based on milfs, having a crazy hot milf as my mother in this world, and the Gods being interested in her. I just knew that this trial wasn't going to be normal and was going to be extremely lecherous and perverted, making me do requests that…
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You bastard...You fucking bastard. I had no problem with you being a gloomy loser who had social anxiety, was an introvert, had horrible hygiene and a shitty fashion sense, was a dead beat who slept all the time, and was someone who depends on his mother for everything but treats her in a horrible manner. I could excuse all that horrible behaviour of yours. But the moment you stopped me from burying my face in your mother's knockers with your words, was the moment I became enemies with you for…
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"Well, I wanted to improve myself slowly, so as a first step, I searched up how to groom myself and what kind of clothes would make a man presentable on the internet a little earlier, and you can see the result of that improvement." My mother looked at my neat and clean appearance, and nodded her head as if she agreed with my improvement. "And then I decided to follow the advice you gave me a long time ago to look at someone when they speak, and talk to them clearly in a loud and crisp voice." I said…
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"You said that it wasn't because of a heartbreak, like I thought. And you said that you aren't going through anything difficult and that you're happy with your life...So, if it's not because of any of those reasons, why did you decide to change all of a sudden?" She said, while pondering over why I changed. She then looked at me and carefully asked, so that I wouldn't get scared off by her question "Kafi, if the reason is not too personal, can you tell mommy what happened that made you change in one…
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"M-Mom, are you crying?" I asked after seeing her body shiver, as she laid her face on my shoulder. "Did I say anything wrong?...If I did, I'll apologize and take back what I said immediately. I'll even join you in your musical piece you were so proud of, and we can play it together, so please don't cry, mom." I said, not having any idea why she started crying all of a sudden. I started teasing her after seeing how cute she was reacting, like I usually do when I talk with older women who I'm…
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I can't believe I'm starting to tear up after hearing a few words. That's so embarrassing to think about when I acted like I could never treat the lady before me like my mother. Now, it's exactly because of her motherly words that I'm on the verge of breaking out in tears. Seeing my mom look so worried that I was tearing up after hearing her words, I quickly wiped my eyes and said so that she didn't have to show that sad expression on her ever-so-bright and cheerful face anymore. "I'm a big boy,…
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Is there some tradition in this world where I can't look at my own mother's face? If there is a rule like that, then me and the one who made that rule are going to have a serious problem, as there is no way I am going to avoid looking at the ladies wherever I go. You might as well dig my eyes out at that point, since it's no use to me if I can't admire life's most beautiful creations. "Is there anything wrong with looking at you, mom?" I asked hesitantly and referred to her as my mother for the…
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