In a deserted office, I was lying on the desk and writing my homework hard, touching my face while writing. The slap I just got was aching, and my mother's scolding echoed in my mind: Zhuangzhuang!You are 15 years old, why do you know how to play all day long? See what you are like? You are just a gangster. If you don’t learn well, sooner or later I will lock you in.
Oh, I forgot to introduce my name Zhang Zhuangzhuang. The name I hate most in my life was of course the grandfather of my three generations of poor peasants. At that time, my mother and father had amazement several times because of this tragic name.
This year, I am in the second grade of junior high school. I am really sorry for this name. At the age of 15, I am not tall or strong. On the contrary, my highly educated father has a very useful brain. He has almost no hard work and his academic performance is above the middle and above.
My father's name is Zhang Weimin, a senior executive of a joint venture high-tech company. At the age of 40, he is innocent and has a gentle and literary look. Maybe it's because a novice is prone to fickleness. Half a year ago, he actually divorced his mother for the mistress.
My mother's name is Lin Meiying, who is the deputy director of the police station. She is not an ordinary police officer. She used to be a female special police officer. Her fighting skills are quite good, and she is not an opponent at all.
Since she practiced martial arts since childhood, she has a perfect figure of 1.77 meters, if she didn't have a beautiful face that was too heroic, you would have thought she was a model. Although she was 38 years old, she had no trace of time on her body, but she had a slightly domineering and mature beauty.
Since childhood, my classmates have envied me for having a beautiful and capable mother, but only I know the pain.
My mother is a very strong person. She seems to have a sense of oppression that makes people breathless, which makes me cautious in front of her since I was a child. Even so, I still have to be beaten frequently. Since she and my father divorced, I even kicked and broke my arm once.
There is also the conservative and old-fashioned personality. All year round, there are police uniforms and sportswear. I never buy any skirts and stockings or makeup. I even bought computers a year ago because of my strong "learning" needs.
Under her almost morbid cleanliness, every corner of the house, including the clothes she wore, was spotless and could not tolerate any dirty things. For this reason, I was beaten a lot, so I also learned my ability to clean housework that I had long been at the top of my level.
Now I am looking forward to going to high school early to live in school every day and completely leaving my mother's "clip".
While thinking about it, the office door was suddenly opened. I was startled and quickly sat up straight and started writing on my homework book.
Unexpectedly, half of the head was sticking out of the door, which turned out to be a yellow-haired man with sting eyes. After seeing me, the expression on his face paused, and then he smiled evilly and said: Officer Lin is not here, Zhuangzhuang is really working hard, Ah is doing his homework, hehe.
This man's name is Huang Ming. He is a gangster nearby. He does everything, but it is limited to thieves. He has no courage at all when he makes big moves.
A few years ago, he was detained for three years and was released for two months because of theft. Because the community has a policy of assistance to those who have been released from prison, he was assigned to my mother's assistance recipients. Huang Mingke was dealt with a lot in front of my extremely strict mother.
Now I am so honest that I have to come to the police station every Tuesday to receive my mother's help and education.
She is not here, and she may have to wait to come back after going to the meeting.
Oh, okay, I'll go out for a while before I'll receive the education of Officer Lin.As he said that, Huang Ming nodded and stepped back.
I felt amused when I looked at his pug and thought that this guy must have been repaired by his mother. Haha, of course I was surprised that he dared to push the door in without knocking on the door. Even with my mother's bad temper, she would have to scold her.
But then he thought of his mother's strict face and the scorching pain on her face, and quickly calmed down and started to do her homework.
Just as I finished my homework and tidied up my schoolbag, my mother came back. Seeing the stern expression on her face and slightly angry almond eyes, I didn’t dare to breathe. I said respectfully: Mom, I’ve finished my homework, why don’t you check it?
My mother glanced at me and said: Forget it, there is no need to check it. I have to work overtime tonight. Let’s go home now. I have to come back to work after dinner.
After saying that, he asked me to pack up and take me out of the office and go home.
When I walked to the corner of the stairs, I met Xiao Chen, a police officer under my mother. I saw Xiao Chen carrying a dirty purple cloth strip with a small wooden stick in his hand. When I saw my mother, I said: Lin Suo, you don’t know that bastard putting garbage on our report table. It’s so unethical.
After saying that, he was about to throw it into the trash can. My mother was stunned when she looked at the cloth strip, then she actually picked it up with her hands, rubbed it in her hands and said to Xiao Chen: Give me this thing, I'll check who is so hateful.
After saying that, he ignored the large white stain on the strip and put it in his bag.
Just as my mother put the cloth strip into the bag, I seemed to smell a fishy smell on it. I couldn't help but frown, thinking to myself, how could my mother, who is so obsessed with cleanliness, put this dirty thing in her bag? It seems that she was murderous to the person who threw this garbage.
I can't help but gloat about this person who is about to be unlucky.
Xiao Chen responded and turned away with surprise. Just after he turned and went downstairs, I told my mother about Huang Ming coming to report for education. After exclaiming, my mother whispered a few angrily. Because her voice was very low, I couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.
After returning home, my mother quickly prepared the meal. While eating, she asked me about my class situation and taught me a few words from time to time, which made me feel indifferent to eating dinner.
After finally enduring it, my mother was going to work overtime.
Before leaving, I even said to me in a soft voice that my mother is very busy at work and I don’t care enough about you. I hope you can understand and understand my mother’s words.
Actually, I had already started to get excited and thought to myself that I would like to work overtime every day.
Only when I was alone at home can I feel extremely free and relaxed. Whenever I was at this point, I would vent my dissatisfaction loudly in my mother's room.
Gradually, this dissatisfaction has quietly turned into a hint of hatred. Sometimes I even unconsciously say a few swear words and curses. Of course, I soon realized that the object I was scolding was my mother. This kind of multiple emotions of love and hate for my mother made me very depressed.
Of course, I have another secret that I cannot let her know, that is, I look for pictures and videos from pornographic websites thirstyly on the Internet. As my experience becomes more and more abundant, my excitement gradually begins to rise. Later, even those well-made island films cannot satisfy me. I began to immerse myself in various original works, selfies, etc. Whenever a new work is released by various masters, I always watch it as soon as possible. Of course, the final standard action is to rub a tube of thick semen.
I skillfully opened a paid selfie forum that I had collected for a long time and was excited to find out if there were any new works to be released. Although this forum is charged, it has many fine products and many great masters, so I did not hesitate to register a member with my pocket money.
Fortunately, although my mother is terrifying to me, she is still quite generous in pocket money. If my mother knew that her generousness was used by me to do this, would she beat me to death?
After reading for a while, I found that the great masters had no new works today. When I was very disappointed in closing the webpage, I accidentally glanced at an unknown novice "Conqueror" and posted a post called "My New Ma Zi, please give the great master a comment.
Originally, I always ignored this kind of newcomer post, but today I really didn’t have any good posts so I just clicked on it.
As the webpage opened, my god, it was great. It was actually a high-definition picture. The photos were taken very professionally. A woman with a tall figure was wearing a purple sexy bra, a thong of the same color and a sexy red stocking. She was wearing a pair of golden high-heeled sandals on her feet. She bent down straight and gave a man a blowjob, as if she wanted to show her slender legs.
Unfortunately, the photo was taken behind the scenes.
In the second picture, the woman squatted on the ground with her legs crossed, her upper body naked, her breasts were not very big, but they were very firm and full. The most amazing thing was that she was wearing a golden breast ring on her erect nipples, with wide open thighs. The translucent thong was already wet. I don’t know if it was saliva from the mouth communication or the vaginal fluid secreted by the lower body. She tilted her head and grabbed the man’s cock with one hand in her mouth, while the other hand made a naughty smile on her face with two fingers horizontally. The woman had straight hair with her bangs and her face was covered with heavy makeup. You can see at a glance that she was a mature and charming mature woman. Although the scale was not big, her perfect figure, her sexy and mature appearance was lewd and made a kawaii Cute expression made by a pure little girl.
Somehow, I, who read countless pictures, had a strong impulse towards this woman. What made me most bloody was that my beautiful eyes revealed a hint of righteousness, just like I was wearing formal clothes and swearing to the national flag, rather than wearing exposed clothes and holding my penis in my mouth.
These should not appear at the same time but are perfectly combined in this woman. The excitement generated by the huge contrast made me burst into crazy. In the trance that was about to erupt, the woman's beautiful eyes seemed to have a very familiar feeling in my heart.
As I struggled out of my extreme sleepiness, what caught my eye was the liquid of descendants ejected on the monitor.
The picture on the screen was also displayed, my semen was on the monitor, as if the woman had just been ejaculated by me. In an instant, I felt like I was obsessed with it, and my eyes didn't want to move away from the woman's face for a moment.
I just stared at the screen like this and felt like I was entering a state of meditation. In fact, there was a blank space in my mind except for the woman who seemed to penetrate deep into my heart.
The sound of the key opening awakened me. I hurriedly cleaned the battlefield. Just as I had just finished cleaning up the mess, my mother had already pushed open my door. Fortunately, she seemed a little tired and didn't pay attention to anything. She just said something to let me go to bed and left. Before closing the door, my mother looked at me. This casual glance made me realize that my mother's eyes were actually a little similar to that woman. Then I understood why I was "out of composure" today.
I subconsciously overlapped the woman with my mother, but immediately I knew that I must have been so hard that I was confused when I just masturbated.
How could my mother be similar to that woman?
My mother would never do what that woman did.
After a week in a daze, I always felt an indescribable feeling in my heart, as if I was being attacked by the woman in the photo that day. I had to check if there were any new posts from the "Conqueror".
But I spent every day in disappointment. Finally, on the night when my mother worked overtime again, he posted a new post. As the trembling finger pictures of my excessive excitement opened, the beautiful woman who was dreaming of me, held her breasts with her hands and leaned forward slightly, half-squinted her eyes and pouted her charming little mouth as if she was angry. The golden breast ring on her left breast nipple was shining with a lewd light, and her two slender legs in pink stockings stood cross-legged, and the thong was hung weakly on the golden high-heeled sandals. The trimmed pubic hair at the base of her thighs had become wet in strands. Unfortunately, because her legs were crossed, they couldn't see the most important part clearly.
The picture behind is still in the same position, but the mouth slowly opened, and the beauty actually had thick white semen in her mouth.
Finally, the beauty bent down with her back, spread her legs and covered her vagina with her left hand, and gently pulled the thong hanging on her feet with her right hand.
The tender pink anus at the base of those sexy legs was completely exposed in front of me. Seeing her lowered her head and smiled at me with charm, I suddenly felt my blood rushing, my mouth was dry, and I couldn't help but ejaculate as my left hand was crazy.
Although I only had two pictures this time, I still wanted my descendants' liquid. I couldn't help but feel ashamed of being able to hand over the descendants' liquid so easily with my countless experiences.
Resisting the tiredness after the climax, I looked carefully at the posts posted by this person. What was disappointing was that only these two posts and strangely, he did not reply to one of them. It was not worthy of this kind of forum, because almost all posts needed to be replies to read.
Has this person never read any other posts when he paid for the money to register?
Just when I was thinking about the headache, I felt a little urinating, so I stopped thinking about it and got up and went to my mother's room. Usually I wouldn't go into my mother's room because she had a cleanliness obsession. Entering her room means that it's not far from a meal.
But every time she works overtime, I will use the bathroom in my mother's room, which makes me feel a sense of revenge that I blaspheme my mother, of course it is limited to this because I am never so perverted that I want to take revenge on my mother.
It’s just that this will allow me to vent the pressure my mother has brought to me.
Just as I was peeing comfortably, I accidentally glanced at the washing machine. I suddenly had an evil idea and wanted to see my mother's underwear.
So, in the heartbeat that was about to pop out of my chest, I quickly looked through the old clothes inside with my trembling hands.
Unexpectedly, I found a pair of white cotton underwear inside. This pair of ordinary underwear surprised me. There was a small wet stain on the crotch. I smelled it with my nose that was indescribable fishy smell. This smell was not disgusting and it was mixed with this faint body fragrance. I sniffed a few times and carefully savored the smell. I was a little crazy. Could it be that a woman like my mother, who is so arrogant, would also flow out of her lower body in broad daylight, and it was obviously taken off before she went overtime. Why would she change her underwear when she went overtime?
In my heart, she is like a proud and cold iceberg.Feeling my lifeline that became enlarged due to the stimulation of the smell, I quickly calmed down and threw my underwear into the washing machine.
Just as I was about to turn around and leave, I suddenly felt something was wrong. I looked carefully and it turned out that there seemed to be something in the gap between the washing machine and the wall.
I thought to myself that it must be my mother who dropped her clothes into the washing machine. Unexpectedly, when I took out the cloth, I found that it was a pair of purple thongs that only actresses would wear.
I was confused at that time, how could my mother have such a thing?
Then when I saw the white stains on the thong, I remembered that this was the garbage I put on the police station reporting table a few days ago. I remember that my mother put it in her bag and didn’t expect it to be such disgusting underwear. It was not anyone who wore it for STDs or something.
While I was complaining that my mother was too careless, I wondered why a person who was so obsessed with cleanliness could take such a pair of dirty underwear that had been worn by someone. I was about to throw it away but I smelled the familiar fishy smell.
My head suddenly became bigger, was it my mother passed it through?How could she wear such a slutty underwear, and how could she put this shameful thing on the report desk?
Soon, rationality suppressed the crazy thoughts in my mind. Although I read countless movies, I have never really come into contact with women. This taste should be the common taste of women, and it is definitely the case.
It’s like a book says that every man’s semen tastes the same.
Thinking of this, I suddenly realized and quietly put my thong back to my original place, turned around and left my mother's room. The moment I was about to leave, I suddenly thought of something but couldn't say what it was.
Oh, I forgot to introduce my name Zhang Zhuangzhuang. The name I hate most in my life was of course the grandfather of my three generations of poor peasants. At that time, my mother and father had amazement several times because of this tragic name.
This year, I am in the second grade of junior high school. I am really sorry for this name. At the age of 15, I am not tall or strong. On the contrary, my highly educated father has a very useful brain. He has almost no hard work and his academic performance is above the middle and above.
My father's name is Zhang Weimin, a senior executive of a joint venture high-tech company. At the age of 40, he is innocent and has a gentle and literary look. Maybe it's because a novice is prone to fickleness. Half a year ago, he actually divorced his mother for the mistress.
My mother's name is Lin Meiying, who is the deputy director of the police station. She is not an ordinary police officer. She used to be a female special police officer. Her fighting skills are quite good, and she is not an opponent at all.
Since she practiced martial arts since childhood, she has a perfect figure of 1.77 meters, if she didn't have a beautiful face that was too heroic, you would have thought she was a model. Although she was 38 years old, she had no trace of time on her body, but she had a slightly domineering and mature beauty.
Since childhood, my classmates have envied me for having a beautiful and capable mother, but only I know the pain.
My mother is a very strong person. She seems to have a sense of oppression that makes people breathless, which makes me cautious in front of her since I was a child. Even so, I still have to be beaten frequently. Since she and my father divorced, I even kicked and broke my arm once.
There is also the conservative and old-fashioned personality. All year round, there are police uniforms and sportswear. I never buy any skirts and stockings or makeup. I even bought computers a year ago because of my strong "learning" needs.
Under her almost morbid cleanliness, every corner of the house, including the clothes she wore, was spotless and could not tolerate any dirty things. For this reason, I was beaten a lot, so I also learned my ability to clean housework that I had long been at the top of my level.
Now I am looking forward to going to high school early to live in school every day and completely leaving my mother's "clip".
While thinking about it, the office door was suddenly opened. I was startled and quickly sat up straight and started writing on my homework book.
Unexpectedly, half of the head was sticking out of the door, which turned out to be a yellow-haired man with sting eyes. After seeing me, the expression on his face paused, and then he smiled evilly and said: Officer Lin is not here, Zhuangzhuang is really working hard, Ah is doing his homework, hehe.
This man's name is Huang Ming. He is a gangster nearby. He does everything, but it is limited to thieves. He has no courage at all when he makes big moves.
A few years ago, he was detained for three years and was released for two months because of theft. Because the community has a policy of assistance to those who have been released from prison, he was assigned to my mother's assistance recipients. Huang Mingke was dealt with a lot in front of my extremely strict mother.
Now I am so honest that I have to come to the police station every Tuesday to receive my mother's help and education.
She is not here, and she may have to wait to come back after going to the meeting.
Oh, okay, I'll go out for a while before I'll receive the education of Officer Lin.As he said that, Huang Ming nodded and stepped back.
I felt amused when I looked at his pug and thought that this guy must have been repaired by his mother. Haha, of course I was surprised that he dared to push the door in without knocking on the door. Even with my mother's bad temper, she would have to scold her.
But then he thought of his mother's strict face and the scorching pain on her face, and quickly calmed down and started to do her homework.
Just as I finished my homework and tidied up my schoolbag, my mother came back. Seeing the stern expression on her face and slightly angry almond eyes, I didn’t dare to breathe. I said respectfully: Mom, I’ve finished my homework, why don’t you check it?
My mother glanced at me and said: Forget it, there is no need to check it. I have to work overtime tonight. Let’s go home now. I have to come back to work after dinner.
After saying that, he asked me to pack up and take me out of the office and go home.
When I walked to the corner of the stairs, I met Xiao Chen, a police officer under my mother. I saw Xiao Chen carrying a dirty purple cloth strip with a small wooden stick in his hand. When I saw my mother, I said: Lin Suo, you don’t know that bastard putting garbage on our report table. It’s so unethical.
After saying that, he was about to throw it into the trash can. My mother was stunned when she looked at the cloth strip, then she actually picked it up with her hands, rubbed it in her hands and said to Xiao Chen: Give me this thing, I'll check who is so hateful.
After saying that, he ignored the large white stain on the strip and put it in his bag.
Just as my mother put the cloth strip into the bag, I seemed to smell a fishy smell on it. I couldn't help but frown, thinking to myself, how could my mother, who is so obsessed with cleanliness, put this dirty thing in her bag? It seems that she was murderous to the person who threw this garbage.
I can't help but gloat about this person who is about to be unlucky.
Xiao Chen responded and turned away with surprise. Just after he turned and went downstairs, I told my mother about Huang Ming coming to report for education. After exclaiming, my mother whispered a few angrily. Because her voice was very low, I couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.
After returning home, my mother quickly prepared the meal. While eating, she asked me about my class situation and taught me a few words from time to time, which made me feel indifferent to eating dinner.
After finally enduring it, my mother was going to work overtime.
Before leaving, I even said to me in a soft voice that my mother is very busy at work and I don’t care enough about you. I hope you can understand and understand my mother’s words.
Actually, I had already started to get excited and thought to myself that I would like to work overtime every day.
Only when I was alone at home can I feel extremely free and relaxed. Whenever I was at this point, I would vent my dissatisfaction loudly in my mother's room.
Gradually, this dissatisfaction has quietly turned into a hint of hatred. Sometimes I even unconsciously say a few swear words and curses. Of course, I soon realized that the object I was scolding was my mother. This kind of multiple emotions of love and hate for my mother made me very depressed.
Of course, I have another secret that I cannot let her know, that is, I look for pictures and videos from pornographic websites thirstyly on the Internet. As my experience becomes more and more abundant, my excitement gradually begins to rise. Later, even those well-made island films cannot satisfy me. I began to immerse myself in various original works, selfies, etc. Whenever a new work is released by various masters, I always watch it as soon as possible. Of course, the final standard action is to rub a tube of thick semen.
I skillfully opened a paid selfie forum that I had collected for a long time and was excited to find out if there were any new works to be released. Although this forum is charged, it has many fine products and many great masters, so I did not hesitate to register a member with my pocket money.
Fortunately, although my mother is terrifying to me, she is still quite generous in pocket money. If my mother knew that her generousness was used by me to do this, would she beat me to death?
After reading for a while, I found that the great masters had no new works today. When I was very disappointed in closing the webpage, I accidentally glanced at an unknown novice "Conqueror" and posted a post called "My New Ma Zi, please give the great master a comment.
Originally, I always ignored this kind of newcomer post, but today I really didn’t have any good posts so I just clicked on it.
As the webpage opened, my god, it was great. It was actually a high-definition picture. The photos were taken very professionally. A woman with a tall figure was wearing a purple sexy bra, a thong of the same color and a sexy red stocking. She was wearing a pair of golden high-heeled sandals on her feet. She bent down straight and gave a man a blowjob, as if she wanted to show her slender legs.
Unfortunately, the photo was taken behind the scenes.
In the second picture, the woman squatted on the ground with her legs crossed, her upper body naked, her breasts were not very big, but they were very firm and full. The most amazing thing was that she was wearing a golden breast ring on her erect nipples, with wide open thighs. The translucent thong was already wet. I don’t know if it was saliva from the mouth communication or the vaginal fluid secreted by the lower body. She tilted her head and grabbed the man’s cock with one hand in her mouth, while the other hand made a naughty smile on her face with two fingers horizontally. The woman had straight hair with her bangs and her face was covered with heavy makeup. You can see at a glance that she was a mature and charming mature woman. Although the scale was not big, her perfect figure, her sexy and mature appearance was lewd and made a kawaii Cute expression made by a pure little girl.
Somehow, I, who read countless pictures, had a strong impulse towards this woman. What made me most bloody was that my beautiful eyes revealed a hint of righteousness, just like I was wearing formal clothes and swearing to the national flag, rather than wearing exposed clothes and holding my penis in my mouth.
These should not appear at the same time but are perfectly combined in this woman. The excitement generated by the huge contrast made me burst into crazy. In the trance that was about to erupt, the woman's beautiful eyes seemed to have a very familiar feeling in my heart.
As I struggled out of my extreme sleepiness, what caught my eye was the liquid of descendants ejected on the monitor.
The picture on the screen was also displayed, my semen was on the monitor, as if the woman had just been ejaculated by me. In an instant, I felt like I was obsessed with it, and my eyes didn't want to move away from the woman's face for a moment.
I just stared at the screen like this and felt like I was entering a state of meditation. In fact, there was a blank space in my mind except for the woman who seemed to penetrate deep into my heart.
The sound of the key opening awakened me. I hurriedly cleaned the battlefield. Just as I had just finished cleaning up the mess, my mother had already pushed open my door. Fortunately, she seemed a little tired and didn't pay attention to anything. She just said something to let me go to bed and left. Before closing the door, my mother looked at me. This casual glance made me realize that my mother's eyes were actually a little similar to that woman. Then I understood why I was "out of composure" today.
I subconsciously overlapped the woman with my mother, but immediately I knew that I must have been so hard that I was confused when I just masturbated.
How could my mother be similar to that woman?
My mother would never do what that woman did.
After a week in a daze, I always felt an indescribable feeling in my heart, as if I was being attacked by the woman in the photo that day. I had to check if there were any new posts from the "Conqueror".
But I spent every day in disappointment. Finally, on the night when my mother worked overtime again, he posted a new post. As the trembling finger pictures of my excessive excitement opened, the beautiful woman who was dreaming of me, held her breasts with her hands and leaned forward slightly, half-squinted her eyes and pouted her charming little mouth as if she was angry. The golden breast ring on her left breast nipple was shining with a lewd light, and her two slender legs in pink stockings stood cross-legged, and the thong was hung weakly on the golden high-heeled sandals. The trimmed pubic hair at the base of her thighs had become wet in strands. Unfortunately, because her legs were crossed, they couldn't see the most important part clearly.
The picture behind is still in the same position, but the mouth slowly opened, and the beauty actually had thick white semen in her mouth.
Finally, the beauty bent down with her back, spread her legs and covered her vagina with her left hand, and gently pulled the thong hanging on her feet with her right hand.
The tender pink anus at the base of those sexy legs was completely exposed in front of me. Seeing her lowered her head and smiled at me with charm, I suddenly felt my blood rushing, my mouth was dry, and I couldn't help but ejaculate as my left hand was crazy.
Although I only had two pictures this time, I still wanted my descendants' liquid. I couldn't help but feel ashamed of being able to hand over the descendants' liquid so easily with my countless experiences.
Resisting the tiredness after the climax, I looked carefully at the posts posted by this person. What was disappointing was that only these two posts and strangely, he did not reply to one of them. It was not worthy of this kind of forum, because almost all posts needed to be replies to read.
Has this person never read any other posts when he paid for the money to register?
Just when I was thinking about the headache, I felt a little urinating, so I stopped thinking about it and got up and went to my mother's room. Usually I wouldn't go into my mother's room because she had a cleanliness obsession. Entering her room means that it's not far from a meal.
But every time she works overtime, I will use the bathroom in my mother's room, which makes me feel a sense of revenge that I blaspheme my mother, of course it is limited to this because I am never so perverted that I want to take revenge on my mother.
It’s just that this will allow me to vent the pressure my mother has brought to me.
Just as I was peeing comfortably, I accidentally glanced at the washing machine. I suddenly had an evil idea and wanted to see my mother's underwear.
So, in the heartbeat that was about to pop out of my chest, I quickly looked through the old clothes inside with my trembling hands.
Unexpectedly, I found a pair of white cotton underwear inside. This pair of ordinary underwear surprised me. There was a small wet stain on the crotch. I smelled it with my nose that was indescribable fishy smell. This smell was not disgusting and it was mixed with this faint body fragrance. I sniffed a few times and carefully savored the smell. I was a little crazy. Could it be that a woman like my mother, who is so arrogant, would also flow out of her lower body in broad daylight, and it was obviously taken off before she went overtime. Why would she change her underwear when she went overtime?
In my heart, she is like a proud and cold iceberg.Feeling my lifeline that became enlarged due to the stimulation of the smell, I quickly calmed down and threw my underwear into the washing machine.
Just as I was about to turn around and leave, I suddenly felt something was wrong. I looked carefully and it turned out that there seemed to be something in the gap between the washing machine and the wall.
I thought to myself that it must be my mother who dropped her clothes into the washing machine. Unexpectedly, when I took out the cloth, I found that it was a pair of purple thongs that only actresses would wear.
I was confused at that time, how could my mother have such a thing?
Then when I saw the white stains on the thong, I remembered that this was the garbage I put on the police station reporting table a few days ago. I remember that my mother put it in her bag and didn’t expect it to be such disgusting underwear. It was not anyone who wore it for STDs or something.
While I was complaining that my mother was too careless, I wondered why a person who was so obsessed with cleanliness could take such a pair of dirty underwear that had been worn by someone. I was about to throw it away but I smelled the familiar fishy smell.
My head suddenly became bigger, was it my mother passed it through?How could she wear such a slutty underwear, and how could she put this shameful thing on the report desk?
Soon, rationality suppressed the crazy thoughts in my mind. Although I read countless movies, I have never really come into contact with women. This taste should be the common taste of women, and it is definitely the case.
It’s like a book says that every man’s semen tastes the same.
Thinking of this, I suddenly realized and quietly put my thong back to my original place, turned around and left my mother's room. The moment I was about to leave, I suddenly thought of something but couldn't say what it was.
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