The afterglow of the sky and the earth scattered in the glass factory like gold foil. Song Min softened her body by Zhou Ying. When her eyes were blurred, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her scalp, and a familiar voice came coldly.
loose woman
Chen Qingnan jumped out of the red light around him and punched Zhou Ying in the face. Two men wrestled in the dirty open space of the colored glass factory, with dirty words in their mouths
After seeing the gangster's sharp-mouthed cheeks, Chen Qingnan knew that his wife had been defiled by a young man who had not dried up. He became even more angry and kept waving his huge fists in the colorful light from the discarded glass.
After all, Chen Qingnan directly locked Zhou Ying to the ground, stepped forward with his right foot, and stepped on Zhou Ying's nose bridge.
Ah, please spare me, brother!
Zhou Ying felt that his nose was almost stomped. The shoe patterns on the soles of the man's feet were covered with dust and water on the road. The aromatic smell of the soil was mixed with the smell of stinky water in the gutter, which stimulated his nose.
A stinky thing, are you fucking someone else’s wife? Don’t you think about being trampled on by others?
Big brother! Not only me... but my brother has bothered my sister-in-law... She, she, she, is already torn shoes, so I've got her...
After hearing this, Chen Qingnan grabbed his hair in disbelief and spat with gritted teeth: Fuck your mother, what did you say?!
Song Min's mood was as uncomfortable as falling leaves fell to the bottom of the valley, but more of it was disappointment and discouragement with Zhou Ying.
After a few weeks of marriage, she thought that this man slowly gave her sincerity, and it seemed that she was just a client who didn't pay.
She noticed her husband's angry gaze as if bitten by a beast, and felt frightened. She suddenly picked up the bag on the ground and ran away like a run.
Chen Qingnan immediately threw down the head of the gangster in his hand, kicked him in the crotch several times in confusion, and then left the glass factory.
As soon as he got home, Chen Qingnan pushed away his son standing in front of the TV. Chen Muyang fell to the ground, and then slipped back to his room tremblingly, but heard the violent quarrels of his parents.
As soon as the door was kicked open, Song Min took a breath of cold air, hid in the corner with a pale face, and when her back hit the cold wall, she suddenly turned dizzy and was picked up by the air and fell on the bed.
Looking at the little wife who was frightened as frightened, she remembered the fact that she was cuckolded by so many men. She was so angry that her face turned pale and slid, and her underwear was silent. The rough movements made the fabric on her body hurt her. She began to cry quietly, sobbing and pushing her back. Until Chen Qingnan slapped her heavily, she seemed to have a cardiac arrest, and she let him peel off her underwear without moving, and then she opened her flowering lips and stabbed her directly in.
You have grown your skills and dare to cuckold your husband, huh?
Chen Qingnan grabbed her hair, panted heavily in her ear, and insulted her. No wonder she kept holding her butt and begging me to fuck your pussy some time ago. It turned out that she had been fucked by someone outside. Look at the little gangster just now, she was dirty by another man. Isn't it your husband, I'll satisfy you? Hum?
Song Min shook her head, tears flowed down like broken beads, wet the sheets. You were still going out to fuck a woman, I went out to get a man and put on a gangster, you didn't care about the house... Well, Ah, don't do wavy waves, wavy waves, wavy waves, wavy...
What kind of good woman are you? You are lazy, lewd and coquettish?
Chen Qingnan hit the corner of her mouth, but his crotch did not slow down. He pulled the glans as big as an egg to the hole and then pounded it deep into the hole of the uterus. After a few strokes, Song Min sniffed the whole body in this rough and vicious sex. The vaginal fluid was more than tears, and it was poured on her husband's big cock, trembling all over.
Although I hated my lewdness, I couldn't help but squeeze the cock inside my body. The sob gradually turned into a deep moan, and I bent my legs in a vague way and entangled with the man.
The man who was still angry saw the woman's appearance, desire and anger intertwined in his chest, turned her body and told her to kneel like a bitch, while he was like an angry male dog, thrusting quickly without any tenderness, and slapped her ass hard while fucking, slapping her plump buttocks red
Slut, slut, bitch, bitch! Fuck you to death, I fuck your pussy! Bitch!
Chen Qingnan insulted his almost limp wife with swear words to vent his anger. The cock covered with spring liquid violently invaded and ravaged Pity's pussy until thick semen burst into her body. Song Min was already crying and was dizzy, thrusting her shoulders and choking.
This night was so long that Chen Qingnan was overjoyed and kept punishing Song Min's greedy little pussy in the dark room with his big cock in the dark room.
The dull slap of the body has echoed for several hours. Song Min's vagina and small mouth were fed by the man with fresh semen. The tears on her face and the semen had already merged together. The unclosed pussy kept squirting and spitting out the semen. The originally pink and plump lip had already been fucked red, swollen and enlarged, and it was trembling with the sobs.
The remaining love between them is like colorful soap bubbles. How beautiful and dazzling it was before, how decayed it was after it was destroyed is ridiculous.
***
Drugs, quarrels, and cold wars filled Chen Muyang's whole year of six to seven years. He felt lonely and bored, and he felt scared and frightened.
He has long been able to distinguish his parents by listening to footsteps. Every time his parents' footsteps sound in the corridor, he will always quickly hide back to his room, gently touch the door, and quietly read the villain's book.
Chen Qingnan's violent tendency has reached its peak. Song Min often covers her purple cheeks and lies beside a bunch of tools to look at the dim ceiling.
The son ran past her, but she turned her head, but bumped into her uneasy exploratory eyes.
She frowned. I don't know when she started, she had a resentment towards her son, and this emotion was growing at an exaggerated speed.
Song Min choked silently, grabbed a needle next to him and threw it hard at him.
Chen Muyang avoided at a loss and lay behind the door and looked at his mother's thin cheeks secretly.
She licked her dry lips, squinted her eyes, and was about to sleep, but she heard her son's movements again
What is he going to do?
Song Min muttered, opening her eyes confused and irritable, but saw her son quietly bringing him a bowl of water.
After noticing my mother's sight, Chen Muyang hurriedly placed the water on the edge of the coffee table, turned his head and ran back to his room like a frightened deer.
Song Min slowly stood up and looked at her son's door and the cold white-opening on the coffee table for a few seconds. It turned out that she was pouring water for me... She picked it up and took a big sip. As she drank, she tasted the bitter and salty taste of tears dropping into the water, and it spread rapidly on her tongue coating.
The edge of the bowl in front of her gradually blurred and twisted, and the little eyes that peeked behind the door also blurred and twisted.
Chen Muyang saw the crying mother getting up, walked quickly to him and squatted down, and hugged him into his gentle arms. His tone was trembling: Mom goes out and calls, you can sleep at home first
Mom, I want to eat candy... The faint fragrance on my mother made him recall the candy shop. He mustered up the courage, whispered and begged again
OK, when my mother comes back, how about buying you a bag of milk candy?
Song Min agreed softly, and then began to rummage around the house, looking for something like a headless fly. After searching for a long time, he finally found a piece of yellowed paper and rubbed it firmly in the palm of his hand.
loose woman
Chen Qingnan jumped out of the red light around him and punched Zhou Ying in the face. Two men wrestled in the dirty open space of the colored glass factory, with dirty words in their mouths
After seeing the gangster's sharp-mouthed cheeks, Chen Qingnan knew that his wife had been defiled by a young man who had not dried up. He became even more angry and kept waving his huge fists in the colorful light from the discarded glass.
After all, Chen Qingnan directly locked Zhou Ying to the ground, stepped forward with his right foot, and stepped on Zhou Ying's nose bridge.
Ah, please spare me, brother!
Zhou Ying felt that his nose was almost stomped. The shoe patterns on the soles of the man's feet were covered with dust and water on the road. The aromatic smell of the soil was mixed with the smell of stinky water in the gutter, which stimulated his nose.
A stinky thing, are you fucking someone else’s wife? Don’t you think about being trampled on by others?
Big brother! Not only me... but my brother has bothered my sister-in-law... She, she, she, is already torn shoes, so I've got her...
After hearing this, Chen Qingnan grabbed his hair in disbelief and spat with gritted teeth: Fuck your mother, what did you say?!
Song Min's mood was as uncomfortable as falling leaves fell to the bottom of the valley, but more of it was disappointment and discouragement with Zhou Ying.
After a few weeks of marriage, she thought that this man slowly gave her sincerity, and it seemed that she was just a client who didn't pay.
She noticed her husband's angry gaze as if bitten by a beast, and felt frightened. She suddenly picked up the bag on the ground and ran away like a run.
Chen Qingnan immediately threw down the head of the gangster in his hand, kicked him in the crotch several times in confusion, and then left the glass factory.
As soon as he got home, Chen Qingnan pushed away his son standing in front of the TV. Chen Muyang fell to the ground, and then slipped back to his room tremblingly, but heard the violent quarrels of his parents.
As soon as the door was kicked open, Song Min took a breath of cold air, hid in the corner with a pale face, and when her back hit the cold wall, she suddenly turned dizzy and was picked up by the air and fell on the bed.
Looking at the little wife who was frightened as frightened, she remembered the fact that she was cuckolded by so many men. She was so angry that her face turned pale and slid, and her underwear was silent. The rough movements made the fabric on her body hurt her. She began to cry quietly, sobbing and pushing her back. Until Chen Qingnan slapped her heavily, she seemed to have a cardiac arrest, and she let him peel off her underwear without moving, and then she opened her flowering lips and stabbed her directly in.
You have grown your skills and dare to cuckold your husband, huh?
Chen Qingnan grabbed her hair, panted heavily in her ear, and insulted her. No wonder she kept holding her butt and begging me to fuck your pussy some time ago. It turned out that she had been fucked by someone outside. Look at the little gangster just now, she was dirty by another man. Isn't it your husband, I'll satisfy you? Hum?
Song Min shook her head, tears flowed down like broken beads, wet the sheets. You were still going out to fuck a woman, I went out to get a man and put on a gangster, you didn't care about the house... Well, Ah, don't do wavy waves, wavy waves, wavy waves, wavy...
What kind of good woman are you? You are lazy, lewd and coquettish?
Chen Qingnan hit the corner of her mouth, but his crotch did not slow down. He pulled the glans as big as an egg to the hole and then pounded it deep into the hole of the uterus. After a few strokes, Song Min sniffed the whole body in this rough and vicious sex. The vaginal fluid was more than tears, and it was poured on her husband's big cock, trembling all over.
Although I hated my lewdness, I couldn't help but squeeze the cock inside my body. The sob gradually turned into a deep moan, and I bent my legs in a vague way and entangled with the man.
The man who was still angry saw the woman's appearance, desire and anger intertwined in his chest, turned her body and told her to kneel like a bitch, while he was like an angry male dog, thrusting quickly without any tenderness, and slapped her ass hard while fucking, slapping her plump buttocks red
Slut, slut, bitch, bitch! Fuck you to death, I fuck your pussy! Bitch!
Chen Qingnan insulted his almost limp wife with swear words to vent his anger. The cock covered with spring liquid violently invaded and ravaged Pity's pussy until thick semen burst into her body. Song Min was already crying and was dizzy, thrusting her shoulders and choking.
This night was so long that Chen Qingnan was overjoyed and kept punishing Song Min's greedy little pussy in the dark room with his big cock in the dark room.
The dull slap of the body has echoed for several hours. Song Min's vagina and small mouth were fed by the man with fresh semen. The tears on her face and the semen had already merged together. The unclosed pussy kept squirting and spitting out the semen. The originally pink and plump lip had already been fucked red, swollen and enlarged, and it was trembling with the sobs.
The remaining love between them is like colorful soap bubbles. How beautiful and dazzling it was before, how decayed it was after it was destroyed is ridiculous.
***
Drugs, quarrels, and cold wars filled Chen Muyang's whole year of six to seven years. He felt lonely and bored, and he felt scared and frightened.
He has long been able to distinguish his parents by listening to footsteps. Every time his parents' footsteps sound in the corridor, he will always quickly hide back to his room, gently touch the door, and quietly read the villain's book.
Chen Qingnan's violent tendency has reached its peak. Song Min often covers her purple cheeks and lies beside a bunch of tools to look at the dim ceiling.
The son ran past her, but she turned her head, but bumped into her uneasy exploratory eyes.
She frowned. I don't know when she started, she had a resentment towards her son, and this emotion was growing at an exaggerated speed.
Song Min choked silently, grabbed a needle next to him and threw it hard at him.
Chen Muyang avoided at a loss and lay behind the door and looked at his mother's thin cheeks secretly.
She licked her dry lips, squinted her eyes, and was about to sleep, but she heard her son's movements again
What is he going to do?
Song Min muttered, opening her eyes confused and irritable, but saw her son quietly bringing him a bowl of water.
After noticing my mother's sight, Chen Muyang hurriedly placed the water on the edge of the coffee table, turned his head and ran back to his room like a frightened deer.
Song Min slowly stood up and looked at her son's door and the cold white-opening on the coffee table for a few seconds. It turned out that she was pouring water for me... She picked it up and took a big sip. As she drank, she tasted the bitter and salty taste of tears dropping into the water, and it spread rapidly on her tongue coating.
The edge of the bowl in front of her gradually blurred and twisted, and the little eyes that peeked behind the door also blurred and twisted.
Chen Muyang saw the crying mother getting up, walked quickly to him and squatted down, and hugged him into his gentle arms. His tone was trembling: Mom goes out and calls, you can sleep at home first
Mom, I want to eat candy... The faint fragrance on my mother made him recall the candy shop. He mustered up the courage, whispered and begged again
OK, when my mother comes back, how about buying you a bag of milk candy?
Song Min agreed softly, and then began to rummage around the house, looking for something like a headless fly. After searching for a long time, he finally found a piece of yellowed paper and rubbed it firmly in the palm of his hand.
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