Chapter 87

Xiaoma looked at the heavy ball of flesh on his mother's chest and was about to rush up again. Xiuhua's sensitive nerves were triggered. She didn't want to take any more risk of injury to him. She quickly avoided it and said with a serious look: Stop making trouble, I can't play like this crazy again in the future.

... Xiaoma smiled and couldn't hold her, so she sat beside her mother, pulled one of her hands, and walked behind her. It was like that, she wanted to take the initiative to give her anus and buckle her mother. Okay, mom, I understand, buckle it, you can buckle it as you like.

Xiuhua smiled and gently sootheed his asshole with her jade fingers.

Oh hoho... Xiao Ma raised his head and opened his mouth, laughed happily, glanced at the flashing ball hanging on his mother's chest, and was about to lower his head and put the brown-pink nipple raised high at the top of the meat ball into his mouth. However, Zhixiuhua pulled back the hand that touched his asshole, hid sideways, protected his chest with both hands, and shook his head and said: No.

What?Xiao Ma turned her head and stared at her mother's breasts with her hands, sighed and said, "What's wrong with you, Mom?"If I really want to rebel, I can’t help but want to eat breasts now?

Mom said the whole story. Since she promised to listen to you at home, how could she dare to rebel casually?Xiuhua Meimei smiled and rolled her eyes playfully, turned to the water bed, knelt on the floor tiles, stretched out her lotus-white jade arm forward, took off the shower head placed at the low wall, and rushed to her chest for water, and turned around and fiddled at him with the seductive nipples, and said in a long voice, "You are not afraid of poisoning, mom is afraid."

oh.Xiaoma realized that the shower gel had not been cleaned yet.

Xiuhua rinsed her body carefully, and did not hang her shower head back. She pressed the water release switch and placed it directly on the floor on the edge of the water bed. Then she knelt on the water bed and put a pair of white-washed fleshy breasts in front of her son.

OK, come and eat~

Well, mom is so well-behaved.Xiao Ma praised her, but she didn't lean over her mouth. Instead, she lowered her head and touched her slippery chest. The cleanliness that was exactly the same as her mother was also aroused.

He lay down with his legs on his back, raised his head and smiled: Forget it.Mom, come here and wash the foam on my body first.

Xiuhua picked up the shower head again, pressed the water release switch, aimed it at his body, and carefully washed the slippery shower gel on his torso and dick in turn. After that, she lowered her head and kissed her glans gently, and said softly: Son, you turn over and lie down, and mom rushes your back.

Um.The little horse rolled over, leaned down with a smile, pillowed his arms on his chin, enjoying his mother rinsing the skin on her back with refreshing warm water.

Xiuhua rinsed it first, then lay on him, while continuing to rinse it with water, licking and kissing his back with his mouth, kissing it to his little butt, putting down the shower head, spreading the buttocks with both hands, sticking out his tongue, and licking his sensitive little asshole.

Enjoying her mother's meticulous service, Xiaoma laughed twice with comfort and said with a smile on her face: Mom, it's strange. She was so tense in her hometown in those days, and she seemed to have never been hard once. But now when she thinks of going to feed you a dick on the bus, I always think that it would be interesting if I went to climb your bed in the middle of the night a few days ago and hide from my grandparents in secretly fucking you in the quilt. Could it be that I was brainwashed remotely by my godfather?Why do you suddenly feel that the more dangerous it is, the more exciting it is?

you do not say.Xiuhua deeply agreed, withdrew her red tongue that stirred the little chrysanthemum, raised her head and smiled: A few days ago, in front of your grandparents, mother, there was really no worldly desire.Now I imagine that even if I just touch you secretly and then secretly kiss you, I feel very excited.

hehe.Xiaoma smiled, feeling that the egg on her butt was still a little itchy, so she instructed me: Rub the back again, it seems that it has not been washed.

OKXiuhua got up, knelt on her knees and raised her slender and smooth waist like a water snake. She picked up the shower bottle, squeezed out a few pieces and put them in the palm of her hand, turned around and put them behind her, spread her palms, and evenly applied to her beautiful buttocks as round as a basin.

Then she stood up and crossed her legs across the pony's body, turned around with her back, and slowly fell down her beautiful buttocks with a layer of snow-like foam in the direction of his calves. When her chubby big butt was pressed against her strong little butt, her graceful waist immediately slid like autumn waves.

Mom's butt is so big... Xiao Ma exclaimed inwardly and laughed: Grandpa, you must know that you are doing such a thing, you will definitely take out a belt and beat you to death.

Xiuhua raised the corner of her mouth, stuck out her butt, slid to his waist, shook her waist and continued to have a lewd bath and massage, letting your grandfather know that you are not going to be the same.

So Ah, you must not let your grandfather know, haha.

After Xiaoma said this, although both mother and son were smiling, they were also silent at the same time.

For a moment, only the slowly floating water mist heating remained in the bathroom, as well as the beautiful sound of beautiful buttocks scrubbing their little buttocks and waist.

Chichi, chichi, chichi, chichi.

After a while, Xiuhua's fragrant buttocks bath towel had rubbed the pony's shoulder blades. She stopped for a while and spread her waist, spread her legs with her buttocks, stroked the Tai Chi Tu for a few times, then slowly leaned down, and slid her palms against her buttocks toward the nest.

When the plump body was completely pressed down, a pair of slender jade arms were straightened, and the slender hands held Xiaoma's calf and belly, and her wide and round buttocks were hanging in the air. The two plump labia were facing Xiaoma's side face, and the two white jade breasts on her chest just pressed the white buttocks below. From the side, they looked like two tightly pressed against each other.

... Xiuhua wriggled his delicate body again. While rubbing his calves on his hands, he also massaged the skin of his buttocks with his erect pellets. After a few seconds, he suddenly asked: Son, tell my mother honestly, are you afraid?

Haha, mom, you are so scared, why aren’t you afraid?Xiaoma tried hard to turn around, and in her sight, there was only her mother's crystal peach buttocks covered with snowflakes. So she raised her head, pressed her labia with the back of her head, and asked with a grin: Are you not afraid, mom?

well.Xiuhua sighed and continued the nude massage with a full minced meat, and said softly: You are different now than before.Mom looks at you like a big reassurance pill. As long as you are not afraid, Mom will be afraid of nothing!

After hearing what my mother said, some words came to Xiaoma's mouth, but he didn't say it. He just smiled knowingly, put down his head, closed his eyes comfortably, and asked softly: Are you hungry?I'll go out to get you some late-night snack later.

OK, Chef Ma.Xiuhua lowered her fragrant lips and gently imprinted on his calf. She looked up and smiled, and her soft voice was pointed. Mom also wanted to supplement the protein in your belly~

……

Luxury mansion in the royal palace, basement.

A Bing, who was hiding out at night, faced with large black-framed glasses covering half of his small face, looked up at the names and notes on the screen in front of him, and his cunning and witty big eyes fluttered left and right.

It was a tree-shaped mind map. On one side of the tree branch was written with Xiuhua, Xiaoma, Mr. Wang, Xinjie, Ma Tiancheng, Zhang Wanxi, and on the other side were Xiaoqi, Xiaohe, Fanglan, and a few strange names. Yin Tao's little mouth was uh hey, and she leaked a few subtle thoughts from time to time. Mr. Wang was not easy to fool. If you want to hide this from him, the arrangement of each line needs to be more reasonable, and it is better to be slow or hurry.The fat guy was easy to talk to, and he found a little maid and owed me a huge favor, or was a dog-legged person, or was blowing the wind around Fanglan. There was definitely no problem.

Xiao Qin is my person, Xiao He is simple and obedient enough, and these two are the best to say.It’s more troublesome in Ma Tiancheng... You can’t let him hate Mr. Wang, right?

It seems... I can only use Zhang Wanxi to ask him to suffer more, which can be considered as helping him polish his temperament.

Well, Mr. Wang probably has the same idea.After all, he is Xiao Ma's brother's biological father. He must have to help him, and he can't raise a guy who harms the country and the people. If you don't suffer more, who will bear it?

As for Sister Xiuhua...hehehe.

She turned her head and glanced at the screen next to the tree map. It was filled with tasks that were written on it. After a while, she raised her eyebrows and smiled, thinking that with the right to hold the pen and the family that Mr. Wang handed over, Sister Xiuhua's mentality, isn't it okay for me to control it?

A Bing has full confidence in how to prevent the mother and son from resisting: First, the dangers of the arranged exposed tasks are controllable, and the ultimate goal is to make the mother and son enjoy it and enjoy the stimulation of others in front of others; second, every time a big task is completed, she plans to give Xiuhua a reward, including a large amount of virtual currency to be deposited into an account specially opened for Xiaoma, and an anonymous way to help Xiuhua fund 100 left-behind children, plus a gift that Xiuhua can never refuse. A secret black material from senior officials or wealthy businessmen in Jingnan.

Every time you get one more, Xiuhua will have an extra bargaining chip to protect the safety of her mother and son. With this benefit, it is obviously more important than giving money or giving favors.

A Bing is holding a hand in his hand when breaking the agreement between mother and son. What really requires her to do is the problem that the mother and son become husband and wife in the future. Who will be the real girlfriend and wife of Xiao Ma’s brother?

A Bing looked at the strange names on the right side of the screen, frowned slightly, and felt a little difficult.

Ah must be the one with 100% confidence.

...After thinking for a long time, she typed a new name on the screen, then deleted her again, supported her chin with one hand, pouted and shook her head.

Without any last resort, she really didn't want to bother that woman.

It was this person who introduced Mr. Wang's second wife and cheated Mr. Wang for a long time. However, afterwards, Mr. Wang was impressed by her. The two not only turned enemies into friends, but even became friends with Jinlan. They were not the kind on the scene. They became the kind of brother and sister who knew the truth and ability of the other party.

In the future, Mr. Wang met Fanglan and Xiao Qin and Xiaohe's arrival, including the fact that he could find the little maid he liked a few days ago, there were also connections and channels for this woman behind the scenes.

The problem is that this woman who is 1.6 meters tall and 1.9 meters tall will not suffer any losses to anyone except Fang Lan and the little fat man. So what about the serious brother?

That time, Xiao Qin and Xiao He still knocked Mr. Wang a big note.

When dealing with her, the cost-effectiveness is too low. She is also a stubborn personality, which makes me so annoyed...

Forget it, let's do it for now.

Abing turned off the screen, switched to a secret surveillance in a room, grabbed the potato chip bag with a smile, and began his daily peeping of the two sisters Xiao Qin and He comfort each other.

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Two days later, the tenth day of the first lunar month, the spring is shining brightly.

The cold wave in Changnan City has faded away, as if it has been put on a new spring outfit overnight. Among the fields and fields in the suburbs, the first rapeseed fields stretch for dozens of miles, and the golden light is filled with beards and butterflies, a scene full of vitality.

Early in the morning that day, the mother and son took three buses to the urban-rural fringe of the suburbs. At this moment, they were sitting in a small restaurant on the side of the road, but they were speechless, unintentionally enjoying the beautiful scenery of the flower fields outside the shop. Xiuhua's cheeks opposite the table were blushing like fire, staring at the dining table in a daze, while Xiaoma pouted and played with disposable bamboo chopsticks, looking at her mother's face from time to time, feeling helpless, not knowing what to do below.

Originally, according to his idea, A Bing's script would indicate an extremely unpopular bus route. After he and his mother got up, it would not be difficult for them to hide from the driver and passengers to complete the oral sex in the car. However, the actual situation is really different. The fundamental problem lies in the script they received.

...The script is indeed very detailed, as small as dressing, what kind of underwear to wear, and what kind of recording equipment to carry, there are specific specifications. One of them is to ask Xiuhua to wear tight jeans and stuff a jumper into her lower body and hand it over to Xiaoma for control.

However, the actual highest authority of this rip is in A Bing's hand. It has been kept at the lowest gear since the switch is turned on. The pony can be adjusted up, but cannot be turned off. This has caused a not-serious but embarrassing consequence: Xiuhua was incontinent while riding the bus.

Although A Bing explained to Xiaoma just now was completely unexpected, the boy thought that the aunt must have done it on purpose.

He recalled that he had a first bus on the door in the morning, and his mother had no problem at all. Even after opening the jump, he could endure it quietly throughout the whole process. The bus had to pass through the city center. There were many passengers getting on and off at each station. They didn't find a seat. After getting on the bus, they stood side by side on the window at the back door. He looked at his mother standing next to him with a calm face, only occasionally showing a slight extremely difficult-to-notic expression. He also felt very fun in his heart. He deliberately turned on the switch hidden in his pocket to the maximum number of times.

During the second bus transfer, he brought his headset and reported the situation to the sister Xiao Qin who was in charge of the guide with a smile. He also said that these were small cases, and his mother was very happy. As long as the last bus had to go on oral sex, it would be safe to choose fewer people.

The situation was indeed like this at that time. Xiuhua was in a good mood after getting off the car. She also had a red face and teased her son with her long legs. She hid passers-by and secretly told him not to drive in the highest gear all the time. If the mother couldn't help but scream, there were so many people in the car, it would definitely cause ideas. How embarrassing?

On the second trip, the mother and son found a seat. Xiaoma also quietly extended his palm under his mother's butt as the script required, digging the dense seams and anus through his jeans, and whispering the stimulating hand. During this period, his cock wrapped in his crotch was so hard that it was unreasonable, and he was increasingly looking forward to his mother's oral sex on the next trip. Then when they got off the bus and transferred again, Xiuhua was still in a good mood. She just pulled him to the side of the road and told him in a low voice that her mother couldn't stand it and needed some time to recover and turn off the jump.

He repeatedly fiddled the switch back and forth, but found that he could not turn off anyway, so he noticed that something was wrong with the jump.

...According to the arrangement of the script, Xiuhua was wearing a mini camera and was responsible for taking check-in photos, while Xiaoma was wearing a radio and headset, and was also responsible for recording and communicating with Xiao Qin on the spot. So he called and told Xiao Qin about the jumping problem and asked if he could find a nearby public toilet so that his mother could take it out and rest for a while?

Xiao Qin's reply was that there might be a problem with the control program. She would contact A Bing to repair it remotely, and the route and time of the ride were arranged in advance. Once it was changed, the variables would increase in geometric multiples, so she still had to get on the bus quickly.

Both mother and son didn't think much about it. When they saw the third bus coming towards the roadside, they stepped on it. Anyway, they could get off at any time if they couldn't grasp it. They didn't know that this bus was a tourist line, with many passengers on it. After leaving the city, they no longer stopped in the next twenty minutes' drive, and went straight to the suburbs of the Song Dynasty poet Yiguan Temple.

The most annoying thing is that the car has just started, and somehow the jump turned into the largest gear, and it can't even adjust it down.

In order not to scream, Xiuhua held her son's palm tightly all the way, enduring the pain. With less than half of the journey, her ears turned red, and her hands were so strong that she pinched Xiaoma's palms, which caused her to let go and pinch her thighs hard to fight against the increasingly intense pleasure of her lower body.

Xiao Ma didn't have the intention to continue the script, so he called Xiao Qin directly in the car and asked his sister what was going on?

The car keeps stopping and can't be turned off. How can I deal with this?

Xiao Qin said, she doesn’t know what’s going on. You guys insist on it. I really didn’t expect the car to stop. I’m so sorry.