Chapter 4

Widow Zhang has a husband, but she is far away in Thailand. They had just gotten married in the early 1960s. Her husband couldn't stand the hunger and smuggled through Hong Kong with others. Later, he went to Thailand again. He heard that he married his wife again there.

It was only in recent years that I had a letter back and sent some foreign currency during the holidays. However, Widow Zhang's name has long been known to everyone, so everyone has not changed her words, and she still calls her this behind her back.

Widow Zhang dragged her stupid son back home, afraid that this brainless son would do something more deviant later.

It was all caused by Zhao Li's slut. She dressed up like a fairy all day long, with her eyebrows raised and her eyes raised, and her slight and soft touching were attracted. This idiot just couldn't meet her. When she saw her from a distance, the thing below would swell up sharply, and she would involuntarily flow out of semen.

As soon as she got home, Widow Zhang closed the doors and windows, then took off her pants, and exposed her white butt. She lay on the edge of the couch and called her stupid son to come up. The fool laughed and sucked the cowardly that had flowed to her mouth and tried hard to suck it into her mouth, and then pounced on her mother.

He pounded out the thick and hard penis himself and rushed into her from behind her butt.

Widow Zhang shouted in her mouth, slow down and don't hurt me. In fact, her place was already full of saliva, wet a bunch of messy pubic hair. The fool's reckless force was also concentrated on the lower body, and it was thrusting wildly as soon as it was inserted. When the fool was happy, he screamed, completely ignored it.

Widow Zhang twisted her body in a hurry, took off his thing, turned her body and hugged him tightly, opened her mouth and pressed her voice over him.

The fool's one was hanging, so anxious that his whole body was shaking randomly. He was pressing against Widow Zhang's legs and belly. Finally, he actually took her to the bed, threw her heavily, picked up her legs, and shook her butt on the edge of the bed. The thick and round penis thrust hard towards her mother's place, and with a bald sound, he sank into her entire body.

Widow Zhang couldn't help but tremble, and she snorted lightly, spreading her whole body and mind to enjoy the stimulation her stupid son gave her.

The fool was stunned and could not do anything else, but his thing was particularly sensitive. When it rushed into her vagina, it felt the tightening of the woman's flesh wall. This pleasure made him work harder and the speed of in and out increased a lot. After a while, he was sweating profusely, and the whole vest was wet, and it was tightly tied into the bumpy chest muscles.

The beads of sweat were also sprinkled on the woman's body, but the woman under her crotch was already decadent and weak, her neck was open, her body was covered in smooth white flesh, and the two towering mountains were allowed to do whatever she wanted, but she did not dare to shout loudly. She could only endure and bite her mouth with one of the corners of the quilt, and her nose was breathing sharply.

Widow Zhang has a name, and is very elegantly called Lan Ya. In fact, her eyebrows are thin and curved, her nose is also very straight, and her thick lips are still together with her black eyes. This face gives people a delicate feeling.

She was in her forties that year, and it was the time when the flowers were blooming like wolves and tigers. The man's departure from home made her silent, depressed and sleepy, and often looked sleepy on her face.

The black eyes had no brilliance and expression, and sometimes a dull and gloomy flame shot out. She loved to complain and felt that complaining could alleviate her melancholy.

Although she resented her unconscience-free husband and got married outside, he did not forget the mother and son, and would also carry people to bring Hong Kong dollars or things during festivals. This was very rare at that time.

Later, the situation got better, so she sent Hong Kong dollars every month, leaving her life without any worries. The sufficient materiality made her never spend any effort on three meals a day like before.

But she couldn't stand at night, and the empty bed always kept her sleepless all night. She didn't feel it when she was eating braised vegetables before, so she just lay down and just thought about getting up early tomorrow and looking for some work.

It was late at night, and the voices in an alley next door gradually became quiet, but I heard a person yawning loudly, and a person who was yawning for a long time was extremely sleepy, but he was still reluctant to go to bed.

As soon as I went to bed, I was alone in the dark, thinking about the past when I was with the man.

Her hands trembled and took off her clothes on her body. Then she felt how her arms and thighs were swaying, so she quickly became stiff, her hands and feet became sore, and she turned over and re-arranged the pattern immediately changed.

He threw his butt high, showing all the place, then turned over and changed his posture, lying towards the sky, his foot bones drew two thick white lines in the darkness, Bifeng paused on his knees, ankle paused again, and the soles of his feet kicked straight towards the endless space, which was extremely laborious.

I just felt that the dry mouth below, and the two lips were gently pressed there, just because I felt that its existence could not be tolerated. Even though I tossed and turned, my neck still felt sore and I fell asleep in a daze.

A female cat suddenly let out a heart-wrenching cry outside the window. The woman suddenly woke up and felt her tongue was a little dry and bitter.

She struggled to raise her body with her elbows, and the big round mirror on the dressing table at the foot of the bed reflected her naked body. The woman was startled and subconsciously pulled the sheet to cover her body.

She blushed and had a different kind of interest, which even made the woman feel sad. When she saw her face reflected in the glass window, she was just a face, a moon with blue shadow floating on the dark glass. From a distance, she was still young, mysterious and beautiful.

In a moment, the woman seemed to have made a great determination, kicked the sheets out of the bed, straightened her chest and tilted her belly and turned around in front of the mirror.

The abundant and leisurely life made her body more and more abundant, and a pink light appeared on her skin.

On her chest, it looked like a mountain that was rising from the ground, with a pointed cone, with a soft and wet nipples sinking down in the middle, forming a ditch on the top of the mountain, and there were some diffuse objects in the ditch. Further down, it spread out a flat river that didn't even have a wrinkle, a few hairs were sparsely drawn, forming a thin strip, obediently and smoothly.

Zhang Lanya casually put on a wide coat and moved a chair to the patio. The weather was fresh after the rain. The warm moonlight leaked from the flower stand and sprinkled on her body mottledly. She felt her neck itchy, as if someone was breathing in the earlobe. The woman stretched her limbs and her head swayed left and right, as if she was invaded by a man.

Her nails have been carefully polished and smooth and round.

The woman's middle finger slashed through her lips and climbed up the raised and somewhat relaxed hill with trembling trembling. She fumbled in panic at the critical point of the magical realm, touched it twice, and the meat peak jumped under her hands like a little rabbit.

Her hand slid down and continued to swim to a slightly dry grassland. Her hand unfamiliarly penetrated into a deserted area, hoping to find a long-lost feeling in this once swamp.

After some hard work, my heart was shaken, and I was so proud that I became crazy.

The woman spasmed, she shivered, and a happy moan came from the depths of her throat.

Since then, women have learned the taste of food and have replayed this ecstasy game countless times in the dark night when they can't sleep.

But doing too much made her feel even more anxious and confused and had no place to settle down.

But during the day, I was confused and lost all my energy, and I couldn't stand men, and my mind was full of love for men and women.

She tossed and turned, the straw mat rustled all night, and the bed board sounded.

The neighbor's baby cried, coughed and spitted, and slapped the heels on the floor as slippers to wipe off the phlegm. These familiar sounds at night had retreated far away.

It sounds very slim, like a different life.

The crowing of a rooster in the backyard was loud, and Shaga's long crowing was a broken bamboo pole, shaking and shaking to the sky.

Suddenly, a man shouted, waking everyone up to pour the toilet. It was a barbaric word with a pronunciation but no word, which was particularly deafening to listen in the hazy way.

The woman knew that it was almost dawn, and night passed, and dawn was like a huge gardenia, scented into the small window, the gap between the red and black curtains.

The farmers in the suburbs came to the city to collect manure, as if he was the only one left in the world, so they forgot to speak.

Although he was desolate, he was full of everything, and he shouted, and he felt a sense of ecstasy.

The woman got up, opened the door of peeling red paint, and combed her hair like a dark cloud, and took off the fallen hair from the comb teeth, making her long nails pluck the comb teeth, making a loud noise like a string, ejecting countless tiny silver dandruff, flying gently in the morning light.

She greeted the man carrying a load of dung bucket.

The man's rough skin and excessive ultraviolet rays exposed his often working in the sun.

A top was taken off and wrapped around her shoulders. Her brows, wild eyes, and a strong body not only showed an extraordinary power, but also showed a mellow and rustic atmosphere.

The woman signaled him to enter the bedroom and pointed to the toilet behind the bed. Before he could bend down, her heart suddenly became enlarged, squeezed her out of breath. She heard the sound of cicadas from a thousand trees in her ears, and she screamed for a summer sound, like tinnitus.

She looked at her naked body and suddenly hugged him tightly from behind.

The man was panicked at this sudden encounter, and he didn't know what to do without hesitation. He saw her hands stretching out from behind into his crotch and suddenly he caught the penis that he had not yet crooked. The hand was trembling and trembling, and he held his thing with anxiety and expectation.

His trousers were not strapped, and she had already fallen off to her feet after she tossed like this. The woman was fumbled towards her dull body, with her tentacles of smooth skin and healthy and tight muscles. She freed up a hand around his thighs and in his dark hair.

The thick, hard and sharp pierced straight into her palm, and a sensation of itch went straight into her heart. She couldn't help but purr, her whole body was soft and about to fall.

The man turned his body and helped her to the bed like a pool of mud. Only then did he see clearly this woman who made her lust burn crazy.

Her face was flushed, and there was a bulge of things flowing in her eyes, but her lips were dry and slightly raised, as if she was waiting anxiously for moisturizing.

The little gown on his body was light and tightly tied, and the two bulging meat peaks on his chest could clearly see two hard grapes on the peak, which was erect and straight.

He took off her pants in a hurry, and saw a bunch of black and strong pubic hair bursting everywhere like flames. The two hidden pieces of flesh swelled slightly, and milky white juice flowed down.

The man rudely pulled her legs, stood beside the bed and pricked his thick penis in. The vagina that had been desolate for many years made him penetrate it. The woman felt a little swollen and painful, and couldn't help but scream softly. She unconsciously moved her butt back and the thing took off, and the glans was covered with water stains.

The man was unyielding and expanded her thighs again, pressing them down heavily and without allowing her to move again, he had already thrust rapidly and a burst of pleasure that penetrated her heart and lungs immediately spread to her whole body, as pervasive as mercury. She felt even the ends of her hair tremble happily.

She closed her eyes comfortably, and the strong man rushed left and right inside her, thrusting slowly, moaning constantly inspiring and moaning, one of her head swaying left and right, causing the black hair to swing back and forth like silk.

The man had come back to his senses at this time, and his face was so excited that he looked red and purple at the flying Yanfu. On weekdays, the women in the city were so charming that he was just jealous. At most, he raped them in his heart. He never thought that his dream would come true today. The woman under his crotch was fair and soft and let him do whatever he wanted, so he tried his best to use all his strength, and he tried his best to exert force and be more fierce and fiercer every time.

He didn't dare to stay idle with his hands, and rubbed her chest. The pair of snow-white flesh spikes swelled under his rubbing, and the tentacles were full of elasticity, like a living creature jumping around.

He felt that it was not enough, so he carried her legs to his shoulders, touched the slit of the flesh again, and looked at the penis in and out of the two thick petals. He listened to the sound of water that was brought in, and then made himself crazy. Suddenly, his penis trembled wildly, and the semen poured out like a canal that opened the gate, sprinkled throughout her, like rain hitting the broken lotus.

Zhang Lanya suddenly felt a heat inside, and her whole body seemed to have soared. Her mind was dizzy, and a lot of mist juice was spilled out of her uterus. Her body was unconsciously straight and stiff. She trembled for a while, and her limbs immediately became like waste and turned into mud.

Since then, Widow Zhang has a family of relatives from the countryside, and they have frequent contacts.

There are naturally many reactions to this countryman with a purple-red face and strong limbs in the alley. Moreover, Wu Si's tea stall has always been gossiping. They were drinking strong tea, peanuts and sweet potatoes brought by Lanya's relative, and talking about Widow Zhang's face was rosy, her eyes were lively, and she talked and laughed a lot.

Not long after, suddenly one day, the man's wife came to the door and brought many of his relatives with him. At that time, Lan Ya was washing clothes in the patio, and the clothes were filled with basins, green, smoke-blue, amber, piled up, some neat and some crooked.

Lan Ya saw a big group of people coming, her face was stunned. Just as she was about to pile up with smiles, a woman took out a wet sheet from her basin and hit her head in front. With a swish, Lan Ya's face was already covered in water, splashing all over her body.

Lan Ya let out a sigh of roar, turned her head, raised her hand to block it, and put it on her hand again. The thick quilt absorbed a lot of water, which was extremely heavy, making her arms so numb.

The others smashed Lanya's house for a while, and the country woman even grabbed a blood mark on her face.

It led many people in the alley to come over and see it. Two of them were dissatisfied with their eyes and said whisperingly: What's going on? They are orphans and widows. No matter how serious the crime is, they cannot be so cruel.

Another fool who was still squatting on the wall clapping his hands to watch the fun shouted: I'm bullying your mother, and I won't search the guys.

The fool seemed to have opened his own tricks, jumped down from the wall, picked up a kitchen knife in the kitchen, rushed out majestic, and finally suppressed the group of people.

From then on, the man was completely dead and never saw him again. Later she realized that it was the man who was lying and showing off her affairs to his companions, which made it happen to his wife, and something happened.

The fool was already a big guy at that time. He liked to climb to the roof and see Zhao Li's house separated by a wall. When the fool saw Zhao Li washing his hair, he felt that the thing below had become hard. The fool couldn't help but use his hands to stroke it there, which smelled very refreshing. So the fool cried happily, took out the one, and stroked it even more urgently against Zhao Li under the wall.

Zhao Li, who was piled with soap foam, made high with snow-white waves like marble, was unaware of it. A sleeveless jacket without the buttons on it, and her chest was open, and the two meat balls were shaking alive as if they had life.

The fool's semen ejaculated out in a short while, and some of them were sprayed on her hair. Zhao Li seemed to notice it and raised her head, but her eyes were covered by soap and she saw nothing.

Since then, the fool has liked the roof and liked to peek at Zhao Li, who is separated by the wall. When he saw it, he fiddled with the thing himself. He always had to strode out the semen before the fool calmed down.

Just one day, when the fool climbed up the wall again, Widow Zhang stared at the flower bed in the patio with doubts. Green vines were planted in the stone trough of the flower bed, and crawled on the wall, with pale white flowers blooming.

The green vines along the wet wall tried hard to climb up, thinking that they would just go over the other side of the wall, where there would be a new and spacious world.

The fool leaned down on the base of the wall, and beside him was a cluster of pomegranate trees blooming red, and the red flowers gathered into a flame that shone on his face.

His young skin was already tanned and red, with a layer of shiny sweat beads floating on one side.

Before she knew it, she saw her son's eyes very straight, and saliva as thin as spider silk floated up in the wind, lingering on the wall.

His hands couldn't help but stumble into his crotch, took out the huge penis, and stroked it very familiarly.

Under the wall, she found that her son had grown up. It seemed that the thing was no less than his father back then, huge and round, with blue veins appearing.

As his hands caressed, his penis enlarged a lot, and his glans was as big as a duck egg, and his purple and red angrily opened.

Widow Zhang's heart also jumped with it, and a thought flashed in her heart like a spark. She couldn't help but tremble, as if the spark was burning her heart.

There was a feeling of itching between my chest, and the area below seemed to be squirming, and a trace of wet juice was seeping out.

The fool was fiddling with his thing on the base of the wall without realizing it, playing with the thing, making it so thick and hard. The snot-like semen squirted out, and the sticky liquid drifted far away one after another.

Zhang Lanya suddenly felt that her son had grown up. Her eyes were full of pornography and she was scattered and healthy, even stronger than a teenager of her age. His skin was velvety smooth, and he also had a shocking power like a leopard when walking. His posture was full of strong but maddening seduction.

Zhang Lanya was wearing a white fragrant cloud shirt and black pants, but her face seemed to be covered with rouge, from the circle of her eyes to the hot cheekbones.

She raised her hand and touched her face, feeling that her face was hot and her mouth was dry. She turned around and poured a cup of tea into the room and drank it. The tea flowed heavily into the cavity, and a heart thumped in the hot tea.

She was a little confused. When she was washing rice, she even turned the water and rice into the jar. She picked up the vegetables but put the rotten leaves in the bamboo basket and threw the others on the ground.

The old sun filled the air like gold dust, slightly choking dust, rubbed into the eyes, and was dizzy.

The fool had been tossing enough, and was sleeping fragrantly on the long bench in the hall. The street vendors were shaking rattles from afar, and there were rapid footsteps passing by outside the door from time to time.

She moved the stool to the side of the bench, pulled out a sweat towel from her armpit sleeves and wiped the smudge that flowed out of the fool's mouth. Her eyes looked at the crotch between her son's thighs. A pile of fullness bulged up in the place of the fool, so she leaned closer to him to untie his trouser belt, and held the penis in her hand, as if she had lived, and it swelled a lot more unwillingly.

She actually took out the thing to play, and even pressed her pink face tightly on it, shaking the thick and long threads on her cheeks and rubbing them.

Unconsciously, the lower part became hot, and I stood up and looked at the little stool that I had sat on. I opened my legs and moved the place between my legs to the corner of the stool. My butt kept sifting and grinding, and I jumped straight on the ground, and even took off my shoes.

He was proud and forgot about his shape, but he watched him squeeze his eyes and smiled at her. The woman was shocked and immediately covered his eyes with both hands. The fool pulled her hand away, threw her away angrily, and went straight out to the alley to play.

Lanya cooked herself boredly. After the meal, she moved a recliner to the living room. She couldn't sleep. Her heart was restless and she was tossing endlessly. The sun was shining hot at noon. She waved the fan in her hand irritably, and she couldn't wave away the heat on her body.

She unbuttoned Xiangyun's shirt and simply took off her pants, wearing only a pair of floral underwear.

The fool always returns home until he is tired of playing or hungry. He completely ignores the body of a sleeping begonia lying there, and pierces the rice in the pot. Through the fan covering his face, Lan Ya clearly sees her son swallowing and eating with sweat. He squats on the bench, and the piles of objects in his loose shorts are showing off in a funny way. It seems that a red berries are growing there, which is seductive.

The woman rubbed her slender hands and made the banana fan handle turn smoothly. Some sunlight leaked in from the banana tendons and followed her face.

She couldn't help but get up and walk behind him, pointing at the meat and vegetables on the plate, but pressing the meaty mountain on her chest against his back, and rubbing and wiggling unconsciously.

Suddenly, the already tempting desire was stirred up again. She pressed her body tightly against her earlobes, sucking her face on his earlobes.

The fool made her feel itchy and couldn't help but turn her head around and smiled foolishly at her.

She took out the thing from her son with both hands, and pounced on her, and it was like a big mouth, biting the fruit, and the red juice gushed out instantly, flooding her mouth and whole body.

Milky white semen flowed out of Lan Ya's mouth, but her hands dragged her son to the bed.

She took off her underwear and lay on the bed, greeting him, but the fool also got on the bed with dirty feet and legs, pressed her down and put it on during her pulling.

She blocked his mouth with her mouth again, and he suddenly got up and tossed like a wolf, twisting, biting, and biting hard.

She set up a circle like a huntress, and he was like a hungry wolf falling into a trap, crazy and experienced, struggling back and forth in the trap again and again, finally breaking out of the trap, pounced on her and ruthlessly hollowing out her internal organs.

The woman was so happy. The little regret was the fool's madness and almost mechanical, which lacked the essential interest between men and women. However, the reckless and unscrupulous impact made her unable to bear it, and she had to hold on. Now she suddenly felt that her bones were out of touch.

The two of them lay side by side, their two foolish faces bathed in the distant sunlight.

Son, is it good for mom or the slut next door?The woman stretched her body wildly, which was the most irritating for him.

The fool understood who she was referring to and smiled with a smile: Sister Li looks good.She twisted his crotch hard, and she could feel the heat of his young man's desire.

Where is she good-looking?The woman said viciously.I have to see it, mom lets you see it enough.

He just kept smirking: Sister Li is so beautiful.

In the future, we are not allowed to climb to the wall and look at the slut.The woman said, touching his chest.

The fool blinked in confusion: Why don’t you let Ah look?

The woman asked him with her full breasts: Do you know what this is?

He smiled and said silly: You are stupid, you don’t know what you have grown on yourself.

I just don't know, tell me Ah.The woman put her breasts to his mouth.

The fool twisted his neck: Ah the breasts.

What to do?The woman asked after her.

The baby girl, the fool twisted his head like a twist and twisted it aside.

The woman reached out helplessly and pulled the thick and thick thing under his crotch: Do you know what this is for?

Peeing.As he said that, he also protected his crotch with his hands and said anxiously: This is my thing, I won’t let you play.

Will you do something else?The woman took advantage of the situation, and the fool didn't know what was going on and recalled it with difficulty.The woman said again: You were not so happy just now, you were more comfortable than peeing.

The fool suddenly understood something and said: It's just like looking at Sister Li.

By the way.At this time, the woman didn't care about being unable to get along with Zhao Li, and taught the fool: This thing will be hungry, and if you are hungry, your mother will give it to you.

The fool seemed to understand and nodded and said: If you are hungry, you will need to feed your mother.

At night, frogs were clamoring for life in the empty garden outside the house, crickets, grasslands, cicadas, and countless summer insects joined in, making the night that was already as hot as an oil pan and the hot pot became even more crazy.

The hot summer air refused to leave for a long time, and slowly floated in the noise of frogs and cicadas like a plague, sticky to people, like ghosts licking snakes.

The fool went to the wall again. At this time, it was Zhao Li next door to take a shower. The little slutty woman was humming a song while taking a shower, always making the fool manic and uneasy.

Lan Ya gritted her silver teeth secretly, took off all her energy, and took a shower on the well platform happily.

The fool rode on the wall, looking around, but finally made a choice. He said vaguely: Mom, I'm hungry.

The woman laughed proudly this time and waved to him: Come on, mom, I will feed you now.

The fool was so angry that he could go forward, but as soon as his hand touched her skin that was as smooth and smooth as mutton fat, he shrank back like a charcoal.

The woman laughed in dissolutely, stretched her body even more arrogantly, with encouragement and appreciation in her eyes.

She came over naked, radiant and stunningly beautiful.

He raised his arms and feet, like birds and beasts dancing gracefully, trying his best to show every part of her body, and then suddenly flew towards him like a butterfly.

The fool rushed forward and faced the woman's naked wet body.

The fool suddenly turned the woman's body and fell to the ground. He rubbed the woman's breasts like a beast. The woman felt that the power of youth was destroying her body. Her flesh and blood were crushed to pieces and re-mixed.

This time, the fool knew the way, and no longer needed a woman to pull her. He inserted his thick penis into the place where she opened and burst, and then moved his butt and thrust it quickly. The woman came happily in the friction of him, and reached the peak in an instant, and couldn't help but moan happily.

Suddenly the fool stopped in her moans, and looked at her in confusion, making her sigh secretly. She was such a fool who didn't understand the charm, so she let him sit on the steps of the patio. She spread her legs and put them down to face his standing penis. She held his shoulders with both hands, and one body hit her up and down like a pile.

With a storm-like bump, the part of the desire that had been suppressed in the woman's heart was released. She shook her head and ears and spread her tightly tied hair. A pink and white face also lingered with redness. She stuck out her tongue and licked her dry lips, sighing in her mouth, and the tone was endless.

The pleasure that came immediately quickly spread her whole body like mercury. She tried all her strength to make the last few longitudinal condoms, and then she lay on her son's shoulder, her whole body was limp and she never wanted to move again.

The fool was staring at the sweaty body in his arms, and he was at a loss.

The huge penis between her thighs was still standing firmly, and under her wet and warm tolerance, it became more and more swollen. Her sudden stop made him feel uncomfortable. He held her butt with both hands and moved hard. The sound of water coming from him made him feel interesting, and he even used his reckless efforts to throw away the petite she was like a baby.

Once and then, the lower body was so refreshed that it screamed. The woman was afraid that people would perceive it, so she hurriedly blocked her mouth. The tip of her tongue stirred randomly in his mouth, but the fool didn't appreciate it at all. She twisted her face to one side, just trying to break free.

Lanya said softly in his ear: You can't be loud, it's heard.

The fool seemed to understand, nodded, but put Lanya down on the ground and knelt on the thick and hard brick floor. No one taught him, but he picked up the woman's fat white thighs and placed them on his waist. He held down with the thick and thick penis below.

Her eyes swept her son's penis with wet veins, and her heart swayed again. She raised her butt to welcome him into the entrance. Her two bodies lingered again. This time, the fool was in an excellent position, and she hit her vital point. She suddenly pushed her to the clouds. At the moment of the climax, her teeth bit his arm, making the fool scream in pain, and the semen from the penis was also spurted out suddenly. She felt dizzy when he shot, and her whole body seemed to have suddenly soared.

Since then, the fool has been on the wall less often. Whenever he needs it, he always pesters her and yells to feed her. She also lets him toss her happily.

However, she knew that their relationship was like walking on thin ice, and she was always worried that her son would be forced to have sex regardless of time and occasion.

The fool now knows the taste, and it all depends on his penis or the male hormone in his body. Once it becomes hard, he will force it to ask for it without reservation. The big reason is that he cannot see Zhao Li, and that slut always uses some magic to tease his son.

Finally one day, when she saw the fool lying on the base of the wall again, she brought a high stool and followed it to the wall, tiptoed and stretched her neck to peek at the other side of the wall.

A wall from her house is the rear patio of Zhao Li's house, which is their kitchen and bathroom. The handsome young man who often goes in and out of Zhao Li's house is washing his hands. Lan Ya figured out the live fish hanging from their kitchen. It was sent to Zhao Li. She only knew that this young man was a person and often got some food that was very scarce at that time.

Zhao Li used an iron ladle to water his soapy hands. The young man stretched his wet arms behind her back, hooked her neck, and hugged her tightly.

Zhao Li also pressed her body softly into his arms. His face looked even more handsome from this side. The two of them stood close to each other and were not afraid of hearing them.

Zhao Li's skirt brushed against his feet, which was so sweet.

A pot of white orchids is planted in a yellow-white jade pot. The orchid leaves carved in the dark green jade appear in the sunshine, with a folded pattern in the middle, and the fat leaves hold a grayish white.

The moment they get together alone goes too fast, it is too rare, the more dangerous, the more intoxicating it is.

He was drunk too, Lanya could feel it.

The two bodies squeezed into a pile, pushed and shoved, and then they hurriedly separated. Lan Ya saw that Zhao Lidai's green clothes were covered with soap foam on her chest.

The fool rushed down from the base of the wall like a big cat. His skills were indeed agile, stable and nimble.

His head suddenly drilled under Lan Ya's crotch, and hissed and sucked her trouser belt with hissing hands, sucking air from his teeth, as if very cold. His face and neck smelled slightly, not oily or sweat, a bit soapy, not just soapy, but a clean animal smell.

Humans are animals, but no one is as much like animals as he is now.

Lan Ya's pants had him slid to his neck. He carried her to the bed in the room with great strength. The fool always had the same posture. He knelt and carried her legs, hurriedly lifted his penis and inserted it into the corner. As soon as he touched her warm vaginal fluid, he screamed with joy.

Lan Ya asked him to insert it enough, tried to turn around, raise his fat white butt, and reveal the rich and rich part of the woman to him. He tilted his head and was at a loss. He didn't know what to do, and pushed her butt in anger.

The woman smiled bitterly and took out a bottle of honey juice from the drawer. She raised her neck and poured some into her mouth, but did not swallow it. She pinched her lips and pressed her son. The fool tasted the sweetness and licked her lips straight on her lips. The woman teased him with her tongue, and he would stretch her tongue to surround her. With this drama, she would stir up her lust.

The woman poured some of the honey in the bottle on her chest. The fool licked it with interest. A long, thick tongue rubbed and sucked around her delicate breasts, making her tremble all over and couldn't help but whisper in her mouth.

She simply poured the remaining honey from her lower abdomen, and the sticky juice flowed through her hair to her thighs.

The fool licked happily with the oozing sweet juice, and finally stayed at the place where the juice was trickling, sucking desperately. The woman screamed, then her eyes turned pale, her breathing and gasping, and a trace of wandering soul came out of her body.

The woman was itchy and pulled the thick and huge thing between her son's crotch. She lifted her butt and didn't wait for her to move. She suddenly felt that the penis was suddenly coming to her place with a fiery aura. Then the penis was buried in her head and tail and inserted it in full. She felt a sense of beauty, and she couldn't help but hold the fool's waist tightly with her hands and shake it desperately.

The fool also twitched his waist tactfully, sinking his waist and pushing his hips, and thrusting hard one after another. The penis was rushing around, thrusting deep and shallow, and some vaginal fluid dripping everywhere.

The woman was alone like a fog, her snow-white pink arms spread out, and her fleshy thighs were raised and erected, shaking the furry place to make it tremble.

Another fierce wheel was shaking and moving. The woman's eyes were narrowed just by a narrow slit, and her body fell into the bed. She just got up and fell down on her back.