Wudang Mountain, Chihe Town
A set of quaint and elegant manors located by the river
On the martial arts field, there was a figure dancing with a sword
I saw that figure was tall and moving quickly
It shrinks solemnly, like the bend of a ruler, and even the dangerous and powerful, like the cunning rabbit, dripping, vigorous and vigorous, and the handsome place is like the wind blowing, like snow dancing, and the heavy place is like a tiger squatting, like an elephant step
The figure moves slowly and slowly, and the sword in his hand opens and closes, just like a fist and foot extending
Later, he slapped his sword with his left hand and held it beside him
And the right palm is like a sword, from top to bottom, swinging quickly, giving people a sense of stress
The figure stopped, but it was a 15 or 16-year-old boy with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, clear outlines, and extremely handsome
The young man put his sword into the sheath, turned around and knelt down in the direction of the main hall
On the stone table in front of him was a gentle middle-aged man. He was in his forties, medium height, and slightly fat.
At this moment, the eyes seemed to look into the distance through the figure of the boy
This set of Heaven and Dragon Slaying Arts is only the essence of your missing fifth master. I heard that you are good at calligraphy. Your Grand Master specially ordered me to pass it on to you. I have only been a few months since your accomplishments in this set of swordsmanship have far surpassed me and your other uncles. If your fifth master is still alive, you will be happy to see you.
The boy showed joy, but he didn't dare to get up
The fifth uncle is auspicious and heavenly appearance. Dad, who will definitely return safely. Aren’t you angry with me?
The middle-aged man's face changed from melancholy to solemn
Looking at the boy, he said: You are so brave. I will go back to the mountain, and you will dare to leave a book and run away after you step. Do you know what your mother is worried about?
The boy muttered slightly in his heart, my mother?
Pooh
But he calmly looked down and was trained obediently.
The middle-aged man said again: Although we men travel thousands of miles with swords, how can you know the dangers of the world at a young age? Even when your third uncle was very skilled in martial arts and had been in the world for a long time, he was still possessed by humanity and ended up... Well, fortunately, you are safe and you will be rebellious again next time. Be careful I will interrupt you...
OK, my husband, Qingshu knows that he is wrong. Please calm down, don’t let him kneel down Qingshu, pour tea for your father!
A beautiful woman in her thirties in her prime clothes walked in with a set of tea sets and interrupted the man's advice
The young man called Qingshu looked up and saw his father's expression slowing down. Under the guidance of the woman's eyes, he stood up and took the teapot and poured tea for the man.
The man did not have another attack and glared at the beautiful woman with a doting look: Just spoil him, there are so many things on the mountain. I will go back to the mountain tomorrow morning and you should take good care of Qingshu during these days. You should not slacke in martial arts reading!
He turned to Qingshu again: I originally wanted you to officially join the Wudang Gate wall two years later and accompany your mother for two more years of ordinary life. But when you grow up, you are even more naughty. Two months later, your Grand Master’s 100th birthday, I will take you up the mountain to pay my birthday and officially become a disciple of the Wudang Sect!
Ah! My husband, Qingshu... Behind the Wudang door wall, it is subject to the door rules, and it will be difficult for mother and son to meet frequently at that time.
Qingshu's mother is still waiting to plead, but she also knows that although her husband pampers her, the decision she makes is hard to change.
Holding Qingshu's hand, he is reluctant to leave and expresses his words
Qingshu repeatedly said yes, but couldn't help comforting his mother
The middle-aged man was Song Yuanqiao, the first disciple of Wudang Mountain. Zhang Sanfeng has been in seclusion for many years and has been in charge of the Wudang faction on behalf of him.
That woman was a pretty widow he saved in his early years. She was called Qin Meiniang, not a martial arts world.
Qin Meiniang's family is in trouble, Song Yuanqiao's hero is sad to pass the beauty, and in the end, the good guy is done to the end, marry her and go home
Because it was inconvenient to place it in Wudang, I bought a house at the foot of the mountain, and I often took the time to go down the mountain to accompany me.
He was worried that Qin Meiniang would be lonely at the foot of the mountain, so after giving birth to Song Qingshu, he let her grow beside her mother after giving birth to Song Qingshu.
When he was six years old, he asked Zhang Sanfeng for permission and began to teach Wudang martial arts.
Song Qingshu was so talented that he was less than sixteen years old, and his literary talent and martial arts were excellent.
But the young man was naughty after all, and he actually ran away while he was not there and left the book and went around the world alone.
This time I left for two months. Qin Meiniang was so shocked that she went to two of her three souls. Song Yuanqiao was also anxious to mobilize friends in the world to find out the news.
Fortunately, Song Qingshu returned safely and not only did he not encounter any danger, but his martial arts skills were also improved.
Song Yuanhashimoto wanted to wait for his son to be eighteen years old before bringing him into the mountain gate to practice. This time he was frightened by him and decided to go two years earlier.
No words all night
The next morning, Song Yuanqiao really set off and returned to Wudang Mountain. Song Qingshu also obeyed the instructions, practiced martial arts in the morning, studied in the afternoon, and worked hard.
Qin Meiniang knew that the time for the mother and son was short, so she left the servants every day and cooked in person
For a time, mother and son are filial
Three days later, the hour of Hai just arrived, and the moon was in the middle of the sky
A dim candlelight swayed gently in the master bedroom
Qin Meiniang was dressed in exquisite clothes and was walking gently in the room. Sometimes she looked at the open window, her brows were slightly frowning.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and I walked to the door and stopped.
Qin Meiniang was happy and walked quickly to the door, opened the door bolt, and gently opened the door.
Then she looked stunned and was stunned for a moment
Song Qingshu stood tall at the door with a strange smile on his face
Qingshu, why are you here? Qin Meiniang held back her pounding heartbeat and smiled
Song Qingshu did not answer immediately and walked into the house
Qin Meiniang then found that he was holding a long steel sword in his left hand, and red liquid slowly dripped down the tip of the sword.
Her heart sank
Song Qingshu sat slowly at the table, poured out a cup of liquid from the pot and sniffed it gently
The wine is still warm, this late at night, mom, are you waiting for the guests?
Qin Meiniang trembled and covered the door
Turning back to look at Song Qingshu, his eyes full of worry and fear
Qingshu...How come there is blood on your sword?
Song Qingshu put the long sword on the table, and the red liquid was shining with candlelight, which was obviously unclogged blood.
Mother, are you waiting for the young master Dai in Chunlinfang? He can't come anymore
Qin Meiniang's body became weak and almost fell to the ground
Her voice trembled and she forced herself to ask: Qingshu, did you kill him?
Song Qingshu stood up and walked towards Qin Meiniang, her eyes cold and strange.
I can’t kill those who abuse my mother?
No... Qingshu, it's not what you thought! Qin Meiniang was so panicked that she wanted to retreat, and hit the door panel with a bang
Oh? Mother, do you think that the weak and vulgar man selling rouge can hide the sound of me from climbing over the wall? Or are you two lustful and think that I am a lie to me when I am young? How dare you do such a miserable thing on my father's bed?
He stared at Qin Meiniang with bright eyes. Qin Meiniang couldn't help but shed tears, but she didn't dare to make a statement again.
Qingshu, murder is illegal...you can handle it...
Qin Meiniang was sad that Dai Shaodong died, and was frightened and revealed
Under the impact of the two, maternal love actually prevailed. First of all, I thought of helping my beloved son cover up the murder.
Madam, what's wrong with you? A servant outside heard the sound and asked in the yard
Qin Meiniang was shocked and trembled even more, and she controlled her voice and said: Nothing happened, I touched the table when I drank water, please rest.
The servant left
Song Qingshu had already walked half a foot in front of Qin Meiniang and forced her to the door frame.
Qin Meiniang had never seen her son get angry before, and she was frightened this time
Don't know how to deal with it
Song Qingshu leaned his mouth and nose to her ears, and was actually sniffing it gently
Qin Meiniang wanted to restore her mother's majesty and pretended to be calm: Qingshu, my mother was wrong, I will apologize to your father in the future. He will be the one who beats or kills me... You go back first, remember to deal with the beginning and end
She wanted to push Song Qingshu away, and her slender hands were pressing against her chest, but he didn't move at all.
Her right hand was pressing against his heart through her thin clothes, and she felt his heart beating vigorously
The breath from his mouth and nose was burning, and it made her pink neck feel a little bump.
Qingshu! Don’t be unreasonable to your mother!
Song Qingshu grabbed her slender hand and pressed it on his chest
More aggressive eyes
Qin Meiniang struggled hard, but couldn't escape his grasp
Mother, why can't I touch your body?
Qin Meiniang was squeezed on the door frame by his body, and then listened to his unreasonable words, and suddenly she was shocked to the sky.
Qingshu, you...you...you...let your mother go, don't be so unreasonable!
Song Qingshu raised his right hand and pinched her mouth hard
Her cheeks hurt so much that she had to open her mouth
Mom, do you have three obediences and four virtues? You are not abiding by your wife's virtues, nor can you set an example for your son, and you have the attitude to reason with me?
He hugged Qin Meiniang with his left hand and pressed her body tightly against himself
Mom, today I will teach you three to four virtues, and start with your husband! He misinterpreted the original intention of three to four virtues, but Qin Meiniang no longer had the energy to correct him
She didn't dare to shout loudly, and pushed her hard, but where could she push Song Qingshu's strong body?
Uh, a depressed exclaim, she felt dizzy, and when her mind was clear, she found that she had been thrown on the bed
Song Qingshu was looking at her burningly in front of the bed
Qingshu! No! She struggled to lean against the wall with her begging
Song Qingshu raised his right hand, and his outer robe had already flown on the chair, leaving only a pair of strong trousers.
Showing his energetic and well-melted upper body
Mom, a wild man can, and of course I can be much younger and stronger than him, you will like it
No, Qin Meiniang looked at him and whispered in a low voice
The last whimper was that Song Qingshu had already pressed her down on the bed, looked at her mouth, and kissed her soft lips and tongue.
Her chin was tightly pinched by her son's slender and powerful fingers, and she opened her weakly
Song Qingshu gnawed on her lips a few times, then stuck his tongue into her mouth
Her tongue tried hard to dodge, but she could not escape the fate of being captured
Song Qingshu stirred her tongue, sucked her fragrant tongue into her mouth, and sucked it carefully.
Swallow exchange, and a crystal thread was pulled between the two of them.
Qin Meiniang was struggling to regain control of her tongue, but he moved his position
The mouth stroked along her smooth chin to her pink neck
Ah Qingshu doesn't! The teeth were bitten gently, itchy and painful, she couldn't help but beg, only for her son's more rough movements
Sigh Song Qingshu held her hands with his left hand and pressed it on her head. He didn't stop on his mouth. His right hand had already tore open her skirt.
Qin Meiniang struggled even harder
Qingshu, my mother begs you, we can’t!
Mom, do you dress so beautifully every time you make peace with a wild man?
Qin Meiniang listened to his humiliation, her face was painful, and tears kept flowing down.
Song Qingshu's right hand had reached through the gap in the belt and stroked her slender and soft waist.
Mom, you are so lucky that your child has grown up. You won’t be alone in the future, nor will you be cheaper than the men outside. You should accept your fate!
Bu Qingshu, your father will kill you if he knows it. Stop, stop! Ah no!
Song Qingshu's right hand kept moving upwards, drilling into her bellyband, and his five fingers flexibly bounced against the edge of her plump breast ball.
Mom, I can only touch your breasts in the future, okay?
He teased his lewd words, and his big hand was already on the breast ball
Qin Meiniang got married at the age of fourteen and had a son with her second husband Song Yuanqiao at the age of seventeen.
In his early thirties, he was seduced by his young boss in Rouge Shop to cheat and lose his fortune
After three men's development, Song Qingshu's breast balls are full and huge
His slender fingers can't grasp them all
Feeling the smooth breasts squirming between the fingers, he used his index finger thumb to twist the buds on the top of the breast ball and played with his fingers carefully.
Qingshu... Qingshu... Qin Meiniang suffered consecutive blows and was already a little dizzy
Song Qingshu smiled lewdly and let go of her breasts
He reached out and pulled her coat, and his pink bellyband was supported by the plump and huge size on her chest, almost cracking
He pulled off his bellyband, and two plump breast balls ejected as the bellyband left, trembling constantly
Mom, the baby is going to have breastfeed
He opened his mouth wide, took her right breast bud in one mouthful, and sucked hard
Ah, it hurts... Qin Meiniang screamed in pain
After a long time he raised his head
Mom, this will make you feel comfortable
Qin Meiniang kicked her legs, but she couldn't stop her long skirt and underwear from leaving her body one after another.
She felt cold in her lower body and tightly clamped her slender and white thighs together
Song Qingshu's big hands covered the dense grass, and his middle finger spread her legs and headed towards the warmth between her.
Mom, are you a little wet? Song Qingshu was surprised to find that his mother's pussy was slightly wet
This mature beautiful woman
Even though he was insulted by his biological son in shame and sadness, he still couldn't resist his physical instinct. Under the extreme psychological stimulation and his son's careful play, he began to secrete lustful fluid.
Qin Meiniang was ashamed. Her tight thighs could not stop the invasion. Her son's powerful fingers had already separated her lip and rubbed gently at the mouth of the hole.
The numb and itchy feeling came, and she begged for mercy even more urgently
Song Qingshu turned over and pressed her almost naked body, and took off her pants with a few strokes of his right hand.
Pushing her right knee, she spread her thighs
The two of them had skins connected, and Song Qingshu couldn't help but be amazed at the smoothness and softness of his mother's skin. Qin Meiniang was pressed by his body, her legs were separated by his furry thighs, and she struggled more and more powerlessly, and her heart was filled with sadness.
Mom, I'm here to love you
The wet vagina has a hard position, and Qin Meiniang, as a mature woman, naturally reached what it was
Qingshu! Good child! Mother gets you a wife and concubine! You can't treat your mother... no
The two flesh lips separated helplessly, Song Qingshu's huge glans pressed against her vagina and rubbed gently
Mom, you can call out loud and let the servants see your lewd look, okay?
No, Qin Meiniang's body has been weak and limp. She still suppressed her voice and wanted to ask for forgiveness. She looked at her strong body with a pleading look.
Mom, the baby is here
The big cock broke open her vagina and slowly moved inward.
No, Qin Meiniang let out a shrill cry, and when she struggled, she immediately collapsed and fell into a coma.
Song Qingshu felt the tight wrapping of his mother's vagina, took a deep breath, continued to thrust his penis, reaching the cervix at the end
Deeply possessing the wonderful body that should only belong to Song Yuanqiao
While slowly twitching his penis, he stroked his mother's breasts. The force in his palm was released and internal force continued to flow into his mother's heart veins.
Um……
Under his internal force, Qin Meiniang moaned and woke up
She slowly broke away from her eyes, but her eyes were distracted and without focus
It seems that I can't believe that I have lost my own son
But the plump and swelling in the lower abdomen was so sore and numb, but it pulled her back to reality
She looked down and saw that her pair of plump breasts were constantly changing shapes in the hands of a man.
Going down, the slender and white thighs are separated from the man's strong waist and abdomen.
In the soft void between the legs, a huge penis is working hard, going in and out
Ah... The swollen and firm friction brought lightning pleasure, and she moaned unconsciously
As soon as she heard her moan, she felt ashamed
Cover your mouth with both hands
Looking at the face of the man on his body shyly and angrily
Song Qingshu's handsome face was filled with a lewd smile, staring at his mother's shameful and flushed face with her eyes.
He thrust for more than ten more times before Qin Meiniang realized
I reached out to pat his big hand that was raging on his breasts
But her delicate power is like a striking tree
His hands did not waver at all, but instead squirted his penis a few times and went into it again and again
Yes, Qin Meiniang worked hard, but she couldn't suppress her moans and flowed out of her lips.
Mom, is your son's cock so beautiful? Song Qingshu jokingly said
Beast! I am your mother...ah
Song Qingshu was furious and pressed her slender waist with both hands. He didn't keep his strength, and started to thrust quickly and fiercely.
I am a beast, you are a lewd woman, we are just a pair of people! Just hold my cock in my arms and just moan!
Qingshu...ahhh...um...stop...
Qin Meiniang could no longer control her throat. As he fucked, she spoke in a mess and moaned comfortably.
The voices were heard again by his vulgar words of humiliation, and tears could not stop flowing down
Ah...oh...qingshu...can't...
Bitch, why can't other men fight you? Your pussy is happily clamping me, so don't act like a chaste woman for me!
Song Qingshu's huge cock quickly went in and out of her pussy, making her pussy round, and her two lip tumbling, bringing out a stream of lustful liquid
Qin Meiniang is also considered to be experienced in sexual matters, but a few men are either weak scholars or a humble gentleman like Song Yuanqiao.
There is no male domineering in bed, and their penis is not as thick as Song Qingshu
At this time, he fucked her hard, and immediately fucked her so hard that she almost fucked her out of the sky
After another hundred strokes, she finally couldn't curse and beg for mercy, leaving only a happy moan.
The delicate red lips were wide open, and the lewd words came out one after another
Oh...ah...no...
Ah...Slow...Slow...
Song Qingshu is physically strong, and he fucks with all his strength without getting tired
Seeing his mother finally exposed her lewd nature by herself, he became even more lustful.
His penis between his legs swelled three points again, and the stick started from the hole and hit Qin Meiniang's end of her vagina, making her uterine numb?
She wanted to escape, but there was an extreme stimulation transmitted from the penis to every inch of tender flesh in her pussy, and then linked to every inch of her skin
The whole body was cheering and leaping, encouraging the men on themselves to possess themselves more quickly
She was like a fish that was lacking in oxygen, breathing desperately, and swinging her lower body desperately to cater to the surging pleasure
She no longer has the strength to think about who the man who controls her body is
Bastard, are you feeling comfortable now?
Ahhh…comfortable…ah no…
Song Qingshu's obscene tone made her return a little bit of consciousness. She wanted to escape from his adultery, but found that her body was out of control. She found that she was raising her waist and raising her hips, actively chasing the rhythm of her penis, making herself happier.
No...ah...
This made her even more ashamed
The sense of shame and ultimate pleasure intertwined, once again overwhelmed her mind
Her movements were even more intense to welcome the man's cock. She stroked her breasts with her hands, held up a pair of plump breast balls, and handed them to the man galloping on her body
The man did not disappoint her. With great confidence, she felt that her breasts were about to be pinched.
But you can hardly feel pain, you can only be more beautiful
Ah...oh...so beautiful...ah...
The first wife of a great hero Song Yuanqiao was finally fucked by her and Song Yuanqiao's biological son, and the lewd words stimulated his son to hit his pussy even more violently.
Song Qingshu picked up her body and hugged her tightly in her arms.
Her plump breast balls squeezed against his chest and were pressed into two big cakes
The two men's sexual intercourses are connected, and the thrusting never stops
Her round butt was lifted up by him, and her body was thrown up and down, and she swallowed her penis hard into her body.
Toward the boat in the storm, her oars and sails are in control of men. If she goes east, she can't go west.
She could not help but ejaculate
Ah, she stiffened, kept trembling quickly, and screamed loudly
A stream of scorching liquid squirted out and poured on Song Qingshu's glans
Song Qingshu was also in his life. After eating this hot, he suddenly felt like he was urinating.
He no longer controlled himself, raised his cross and thrust fiercely, and his hands kept throwing his weak female body with white eyes and rolling straight. After more than ten times, he stabbed his penis hard at the end of its body, jumped a few times, and a large stream of semen was poured into the mouth of his biological mother's uterus.
The vaginal fluid mixed with semen flowed out from the two people's intercourse, wetting the bed sheet
Looking at her already dizzy mother, Song Qingshu threw her aside with a lewd smile
He put his left hand in front of him, clenched his fists and let go, feeling the surging power contained in it
Yitian, I'm here!
Write it later
Song Qingshu's age setting should basically conform to the original
I'm very glad he is 16 years old and his health is mature, and several first-generation beauties are not dead yet
Let him grow up at the foot of the mountain to fill in the old man Jin. Zhang Wuji doesn't know Song Qingshu.
I chose Qin Meiniang's name myself, but the character is not completely nonsense
Original text Zhang Sanfeng once teased Song Yuanqiao and said that he had saved a pretty widow
I made the decision to give the pretty widow to him
Sorry, Daxia Song
A set of quaint and elegant manors located by the river
On the martial arts field, there was a figure dancing with a sword
I saw that figure was tall and moving quickly
It shrinks solemnly, like the bend of a ruler, and even the dangerous and powerful, like the cunning rabbit, dripping, vigorous and vigorous, and the handsome place is like the wind blowing, like snow dancing, and the heavy place is like a tiger squatting, like an elephant step
The figure moves slowly and slowly, and the sword in his hand opens and closes, just like a fist and foot extending
Later, he slapped his sword with his left hand and held it beside him
And the right palm is like a sword, from top to bottom, swinging quickly, giving people a sense of stress
The figure stopped, but it was a 15 or 16-year-old boy with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, clear outlines, and extremely handsome
The young man put his sword into the sheath, turned around and knelt down in the direction of the main hall
On the stone table in front of him was a gentle middle-aged man. He was in his forties, medium height, and slightly fat.
At this moment, the eyes seemed to look into the distance through the figure of the boy
This set of Heaven and Dragon Slaying Arts is only the essence of your missing fifth master. I heard that you are good at calligraphy. Your Grand Master specially ordered me to pass it on to you. I have only been a few months since your accomplishments in this set of swordsmanship have far surpassed me and your other uncles. If your fifth master is still alive, you will be happy to see you.
The boy showed joy, but he didn't dare to get up
The fifth uncle is auspicious and heavenly appearance. Dad, who will definitely return safely. Aren’t you angry with me?
The middle-aged man's face changed from melancholy to solemn
Looking at the boy, he said: You are so brave. I will go back to the mountain, and you will dare to leave a book and run away after you step. Do you know what your mother is worried about?
The boy muttered slightly in his heart, my mother?
Pooh
But he calmly looked down and was trained obediently.
The middle-aged man said again: Although we men travel thousands of miles with swords, how can you know the dangers of the world at a young age? Even when your third uncle was very skilled in martial arts and had been in the world for a long time, he was still possessed by humanity and ended up... Well, fortunately, you are safe and you will be rebellious again next time. Be careful I will interrupt you...
OK, my husband, Qingshu knows that he is wrong. Please calm down, don’t let him kneel down Qingshu, pour tea for your father!
A beautiful woman in her thirties in her prime clothes walked in with a set of tea sets and interrupted the man's advice
The young man called Qingshu looked up and saw his father's expression slowing down. Under the guidance of the woman's eyes, he stood up and took the teapot and poured tea for the man.
The man did not have another attack and glared at the beautiful woman with a doting look: Just spoil him, there are so many things on the mountain. I will go back to the mountain tomorrow morning and you should take good care of Qingshu during these days. You should not slacke in martial arts reading!
He turned to Qingshu again: I originally wanted you to officially join the Wudang Gate wall two years later and accompany your mother for two more years of ordinary life. But when you grow up, you are even more naughty. Two months later, your Grand Master’s 100th birthday, I will take you up the mountain to pay my birthday and officially become a disciple of the Wudang Sect!
Ah! My husband, Qingshu... Behind the Wudang door wall, it is subject to the door rules, and it will be difficult for mother and son to meet frequently at that time.
Qingshu's mother is still waiting to plead, but she also knows that although her husband pampers her, the decision she makes is hard to change.
Holding Qingshu's hand, he is reluctant to leave and expresses his words
Qingshu repeatedly said yes, but couldn't help comforting his mother
The middle-aged man was Song Yuanqiao, the first disciple of Wudang Mountain. Zhang Sanfeng has been in seclusion for many years and has been in charge of the Wudang faction on behalf of him.
That woman was a pretty widow he saved in his early years. She was called Qin Meiniang, not a martial arts world.
Qin Meiniang's family is in trouble, Song Yuanqiao's hero is sad to pass the beauty, and in the end, the good guy is done to the end, marry her and go home
Because it was inconvenient to place it in Wudang, I bought a house at the foot of the mountain, and I often took the time to go down the mountain to accompany me.
He was worried that Qin Meiniang would be lonely at the foot of the mountain, so after giving birth to Song Qingshu, he let her grow beside her mother after giving birth to Song Qingshu.
When he was six years old, he asked Zhang Sanfeng for permission and began to teach Wudang martial arts.
Song Qingshu was so talented that he was less than sixteen years old, and his literary talent and martial arts were excellent.
But the young man was naughty after all, and he actually ran away while he was not there and left the book and went around the world alone.
This time I left for two months. Qin Meiniang was so shocked that she went to two of her three souls. Song Yuanqiao was also anxious to mobilize friends in the world to find out the news.
Fortunately, Song Qingshu returned safely and not only did he not encounter any danger, but his martial arts skills were also improved.
Song Yuanhashimoto wanted to wait for his son to be eighteen years old before bringing him into the mountain gate to practice. This time he was frightened by him and decided to go two years earlier.
No words all night
The next morning, Song Yuanqiao really set off and returned to Wudang Mountain. Song Qingshu also obeyed the instructions, practiced martial arts in the morning, studied in the afternoon, and worked hard.
Qin Meiniang knew that the time for the mother and son was short, so she left the servants every day and cooked in person
For a time, mother and son are filial
Three days later, the hour of Hai just arrived, and the moon was in the middle of the sky
A dim candlelight swayed gently in the master bedroom
Qin Meiniang was dressed in exquisite clothes and was walking gently in the room. Sometimes she looked at the open window, her brows were slightly frowning.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and I walked to the door and stopped.
Qin Meiniang was happy and walked quickly to the door, opened the door bolt, and gently opened the door.
Then she looked stunned and was stunned for a moment
Song Qingshu stood tall at the door with a strange smile on his face
Qingshu, why are you here? Qin Meiniang held back her pounding heartbeat and smiled
Song Qingshu did not answer immediately and walked into the house
Qin Meiniang then found that he was holding a long steel sword in his left hand, and red liquid slowly dripped down the tip of the sword.
Her heart sank
Song Qingshu sat slowly at the table, poured out a cup of liquid from the pot and sniffed it gently
The wine is still warm, this late at night, mom, are you waiting for the guests?
Qin Meiniang trembled and covered the door
Turning back to look at Song Qingshu, his eyes full of worry and fear
Qingshu...How come there is blood on your sword?
Song Qingshu put the long sword on the table, and the red liquid was shining with candlelight, which was obviously unclogged blood.
Mother, are you waiting for the young master Dai in Chunlinfang? He can't come anymore
Qin Meiniang's body became weak and almost fell to the ground
Her voice trembled and she forced herself to ask: Qingshu, did you kill him?
Song Qingshu stood up and walked towards Qin Meiniang, her eyes cold and strange.
I can’t kill those who abuse my mother?
No... Qingshu, it's not what you thought! Qin Meiniang was so panicked that she wanted to retreat, and hit the door panel with a bang
Oh? Mother, do you think that the weak and vulgar man selling rouge can hide the sound of me from climbing over the wall? Or are you two lustful and think that I am a lie to me when I am young? How dare you do such a miserable thing on my father's bed?
He stared at Qin Meiniang with bright eyes. Qin Meiniang couldn't help but shed tears, but she didn't dare to make a statement again.
Qingshu, murder is illegal...you can handle it...
Qin Meiniang was sad that Dai Shaodong died, and was frightened and revealed
Under the impact of the two, maternal love actually prevailed. First of all, I thought of helping my beloved son cover up the murder.
Madam, what's wrong with you? A servant outside heard the sound and asked in the yard
Qin Meiniang was shocked and trembled even more, and she controlled her voice and said: Nothing happened, I touched the table when I drank water, please rest.
The servant left
Song Qingshu had already walked half a foot in front of Qin Meiniang and forced her to the door frame.
Qin Meiniang had never seen her son get angry before, and she was frightened this time
Don't know how to deal with it
Song Qingshu leaned his mouth and nose to her ears, and was actually sniffing it gently
Qin Meiniang wanted to restore her mother's majesty and pretended to be calm: Qingshu, my mother was wrong, I will apologize to your father in the future. He will be the one who beats or kills me... You go back first, remember to deal with the beginning and end
She wanted to push Song Qingshu away, and her slender hands were pressing against her chest, but he didn't move at all.
Her right hand was pressing against his heart through her thin clothes, and she felt his heart beating vigorously
The breath from his mouth and nose was burning, and it made her pink neck feel a little bump.
Qingshu! Don’t be unreasonable to your mother!
Song Qingshu grabbed her slender hand and pressed it on his chest
More aggressive eyes
Qin Meiniang struggled hard, but couldn't escape his grasp
Mother, why can't I touch your body?
Qin Meiniang was squeezed on the door frame by his body, and then listened to his unreasonable words, and suddenly she was shocked to the sky.
Qingshu, you...you...you...let your mother go, don't be so unreasonable!
Song Qingshu raised his right hand and pinched her mouth hard
Her cheeks hurt so much that she had to open her mouth
Mom, do you have three obediences and four virtues? You are not abiding by your wife's virtues, nor can you set an example for your son, and you have the attitude to reason with me?
He hugged Qin Meiniang with his left hand and pressed her body tightly against himself
Mom, today I will teach you three to four virtues, and start with your husband! He misinterpreted the original intention of three to four virtues, but Qin Meiniang no longer had the energy to correct him
She didn't dare to shout loudly, and pushed her hard, but where could she push Song Qingshu's strong body?
Uh, a depressed exclaim, she felt dizzy, and when her mind was clear, she found that she had been thrown on the bed
Song Qingshu was looking at her burningly in front of the bed
Qingshu! No! She struggled to lean against the wall with her begging
Song Qingshu raised his right hand, and his outer robe had already flown on the chair, leaving only a pair of strong trousers.
Showing his energetic and well-melted upper body
Mom, a wild man can, and of course I can be much younger and stronger than him, you will like it
No, Qin Meiniang looked at him and whispered in a low voice
The last whimper was that Song Qingshu had already pressed her down on the bed, looked at her mouth, and kissed her soft lips and tongue.
Her chin was tightly pinched by her son's slender and powerful fingers, and she opened her weakly
Song Qingshu gnawed on her lips a few times, then stuck his tongue into her mouth
Her tongue tried hard to dodge, but she could not escape the fate of being captured
Song Qingshu stirred her tongue, sucked her fragrant tongue into her mouth, and sucked it carefully.
Swallow exchange, and a crystal thread was pulled between the two of them.
Qin Meiniang was struggling to regain control of her tongue, but he moved his position
The mouth stroked along her smooth chin to her pink neck
Ah Qingshu doesn't! The teeth were bitten gently, itchy and painful, she couldn't help but beg, only for her son's more rough movements
Sigh Song Qingshu held her hands with his left hand and pressed it on her head. He didn't stop on his mouth. His right hand had already tore open her skirt.
Qin Meiniang struggled even harder
Qingshu, my mother begs you, we can’t!
Mom, do you dress so beautifully every time you make peace with a wild man?
Qin Meiniang listened to his humiliation, her face was painful, and tears kept flowing down.
Song Qingshu's right hand had reached through the gap in the belt and stroked her slender and soft waist.
Mom, you are so lucky that your child has grown up. You won’t be alone in the future, nor will you be cheaper than the men outside. You should accept your fate!
Bu Qingshu, your father will kill you if he knows it. Stop, stop! Ah no!
Song Qingshu's right hand kept moving upwards, drilling into her bellyband, and his five fingers flexibly bounced against the edge of her plump breast ball.
Mom, I can only touch your breasts in the future, okay?
He teased his lewd words, and his big hand was already on the breast ball
Qin Meiniang got married at the age of fourteen and had a son with her second husband Song Yuanqiao at the age of seventeen.
In his early thirties, he was seduced by his young boss in Rouge Shop to cheat and lose his fortune
After three men's development, Song Qingshu's breast balls are full and huge
His slender fingers can't grasp them all
Feeling the smooth breasts squirming between the fingers, he used his index finger thumb to twist the buds on the top of the breast ball and played with his fingers carefully.
Qingshu... Qingshu... Qin Meiniang suffered consecutive blows and was already a little dizzy
Song Qingshu smiled lewdly and let go of her breasts
He reached out and pulled her coat, and his pink bellyband was supported by the plump and huge size on her chest, almost cracking
He pulled off his bellyband, and two plump breast balls ejected as the bellyband left, trembling constantly
Mom, the baby is going to have breastfeed
He opened his mouth wide, took her right breast bud in one mouthful, and sucked hard
Ah, it hurts... Qin Meiniang screamed in pain
After a long time he raised his head
Mom, this will make you feel comfortable
Qin Meiniang kicked her legs, but she couldn't stop her long skirt and underwear from leaving her body one after another.
She felt cold in her lower body and tightly clamped her slender and white thighs together
Song Qingshu's big hands covered the dense grass, and his middle finger spread her legs and headed towards the warmth between her.
Mom, are you a little wet? Song Qingshu was surprised to find that his mother's pussy was slightly wet
This mature beautiful woman
Even though he was insulted by his biological son in shame and sadness, he still couldn't resist his physical instinct. Under the extreme psychological stimulation and his son's careful play, he began to secrete lustful fluid.
Qin Meiniang was ashamed. Her tight thighs could not stop the invasion. Her son's powerful fingers had already separated her lip and rubbed gently at the mouth of the hole.
The numb and itchy feeling came, and she begged for mercy even more urgently
Song Qingshu turned over and pressed her almost naked body, and took off her pants with a few strokes of his right hand.
Pushing her right knee, she spread her thighs
The two of them had skins connected, and Song Qingshu couldn't help but be amazed at the smoothness and softness of his mother's skin. Qin Meiniang was pressed by his body, her legs were separated by his furry thighs, and she struggled more and more powerlessly, and her heart was filled with sadness.
Mom, I'm here to love you
The wet vagina has a hard position, and Qin Meiniang, as a mature woman, naturally reached what it was
Qingshu! Good child! Mother gets you a wife and concubine! You can't treat your mother... no
The two flesh lips separated helplessly, Song Qingshu's huge glans pressed against her vagina and rubbed gently
Mom, you can call out loud and let the servants see your lewd look, okay?
No, Qin Meiniang's body has been weak and limp. She still suppressed her voice and wanted to ask for forgiveness. She looked at her strong body with a pleading look.
Mom, the baby is here
The big cock broke open her vagina and slowly moved inward.
No, Qin Meiniang let out a shrill cry, and when she struggled, she immediately collapsed and fell into a coma.
Song Qingshu felt the tight wrapping of his mother's vagina, took a deep breath, continued to thrust his penis, reaching the cervix at the end
Deeply possessing the wonderful body that should only belong to Song Yuanqiao
While slowly twitching his penis, he stroked his mother's breasts. The force in his palm was released and internal force continued to flow into his mother's heart veins.
Um……
Under his internal force, Qin Meiniang moaned and woke up
She slowly broke away from her eyes, but her eyes were distracted and without focus
It seems that I can't believe that I have lost my own son
But the plump and swelling in the lower abdomen was so sore and numb, but it pulled her back to reality
She looked down and saw that her pair of plump breasts were constantly changing shapes in the hands of a man.
Going down, the slender and white thighs are separated from the man's strong waist and abdomen.
In the soft void between the legs, a huge penis is working hard, going in and out
Ah... The swollen and firm friction brought lightning pleasure, and she moaned unconsciously
As soon as she heard her moan, she felt ashamed
Cover your mouth with both hands
Looking at the face of the man on his body shyly and angrily
Song Qingshu's handsome face was filled with a lewd smile, staring at his mother's shameful and flushed face with her eyes.
He thrust for more than ten more times before Qin Meiniang realized
I reached out to pat his big hand that was raging on his breasts
But her delicate power is like a striking tree
His hands did not waver at all, but instead squirted his penis a few times and went into it again and again
Yes, Qin Meiniang worked hard, but she couldn't suppress her moans and flowed out of her lips.
Mom, is your son's cock so beautiful? Song Qingshu jokingly said
Beast! I am your mother...ah
Song Qingshu was furious and pressed her slender waist with both hands. He didn't keep his strength, and started to thrust quickly and fiercely.
I am a beast, you are a lewd woman, we are just a pair of people! Just hold my cock in my arms and just moan!
Qingshu...ahhh...um...stop...
Qin Meiniang could no longer control her throat. As he fucked, she spoke in a mess and moaned comfortably.
The voices were heard again by his vulgar words of humiliation, and tears could not stop flowing down
Ah...oh...qingshu...can't...
Bitch, why can't other men fight you? Your pussy is happily clamping me, so don't act like a chaste woman for me!
Song Qingshu's huge cock quickly went in and out of her pussy, making her pussy round, and her two lip tumbling, bringing out a stream of lustful liquid
Qin Meiniang is also considered to be experienced in sexual matters, but a few men are either weak scholars or a humble gentleman like Song Yuanqiao.
There is no male domineering in bed, and their penis is not as thick as Song Qingshu
At this time, he fucked her hard, and immediately fucked her so hard that she almost fucked her out of the sky
After another hundred strokes, she finally couldn't curse and beg for mercy, leaving only a happy moan.
The delicate red lips were wide open, and the lewd words came out one after another
Oh...ah...no...
Ah...Slow...Slow...
Song Qingshu is physically strong, and he fucks with all his strength without getting tired
Seeing his mother finally exposed her lewd nature by herself, he became even more lustful.
His penis between his legs swelled three points again, and the stick started from the hole and hit Qin Meiniang's end of her vagina, making her uterine numb?
She wanted to escape, but there was an extreme stimulation transmitted from the penis to every inch of tender flesh in her pussy, and then linked to every inch of her skin
The whole body was cheering and leaping, encouraging the men on themselves to possess themselves more quickly
She was like a fish that was lacking in oxygen, breathing desperately, and swinging her lower body desperately to cater to the surging pleasure
She no longer has the strength to think about who the man who controls her body is
Bastard, are you feeling comfortable now?
Ahhh…comfortable…ah no…
Song Qingshu's obscene tone made her return a little bit of consciousness. She wanted to escape from his adultery, but found that her body was out of control. She found that she was raising her waist and raising her hips, actively chasing the rhythm of her penis, making herself happier.
No...ah...
This made her even more ashamed
The sense of shame and ultimate pleasure intertwined, once again overwhelmed her mind
Her movements were even more intense to welcome the man's cock. She stroked her breasts with her hands, held up a pair of plump breast balls, and handed them to the man galloping on her body
The man did not disappoint her. With great confidence, she felt that her breasts were about to be pinched.
But you can hardly feel pain, you can only be more beautiful
Ah...oh...so beautiful...ah...
The first wife of a great hero Song Yuanqiao was finally fucked by her and Song Yuanqiao's biological son, and the lewd words stimulated his son to hit his pussy even more violently.
Song Qingshu picked up her body and hugged her tightly in her arms.
Her plump breast balls squeezed against his chest and were pressed into two big cakes
The two men's sexual intercourses are connected, and the thrusting never stops
Her round butt was lifted up by him, and her body was thrown up and down, and she swallowed her penis hard into her body.
Toward the boat in the storm, her oars and sails are in control of men. If she goes east, she can't go west.
She could not help but ejaculate
Ah, she stiffened, kept trembling quickly, and screamed loudly
A stream of scorching liquid squirted out and poured on Song Qingshu's glans
Song Qingshu was also in his life. After eating this hot, he suddenly felt like he was urinating.
He no longer controlled himself, raised his cross and thrust fiercely, and his hands kept throwing his weak female body with white eyes and rolling straight. After more than ten times, he stabbed his penis hard at the end of its body, jumped a few times, and a large stream of semen was poured into the mouth of his biological mother's uterus.
The vaginal fluid mixed with semen flowed out from the two people's intercourse, wetting the bed sheet
Looking at her already dizzy mother, Song Qingshu threw her aside with a lewd smile
He put his left hand in front of him, clenched his fists and let go, feeling the surging power contained in it
Yitian, I'm here!
Write it later
Song Qingshu's age setting should basically conform to the original
I'm very glad he is 16 years old and his health is mature, and several first-generation beauties are not dead yet
Let him grow up at the foot of the mountain to fill in the old man Jin. Zhang Wuji doesn't know Song Qingshu.
I chose Qin Meiniang's name myself, but the character is not completely nonsense
Original text Zhang Sanfeng once teased Song Yuanqiao and said that he had saved a pretty widow
I made the decision to give the pretty widow to him
Sorry, Daxia Song
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