Chapter 12

It's lunch time.

Everyone else went to the cafeteria for lunch, and Huang Shuangshuang and I came to the place where I first met her.

I was a little scared, and Huang Shuangshuang looked behind nervously.

Although I was nervous, I still comforted: It's okay, I'm watching at the door

The pounding heart burned the hormonal aura in their bodies.

How to do Ah?Through the pants?

Huang Shuangshuang blushed and didn't dare to look at me with her direct eyes, and glanced at me from the corner of her eyes.

I smirked when I heard this, pulled my pants down, and my cock, which had already stood straight, jumped out with a bang, which scared Huang Shuangshuang to look away and didn't dare to look at it.

Hurry up, hurry up, I urge you.

Huang Shuangshuang's body trembled slightly, but she still reached out to touch it. The moment she touched the penis between her fingers, she immediately retracted her hand.

I immediately took a step forward, hugged her, and said with a magnetic voice: Frost Shuang...

Huang Shuangshuang's forehead was pressed against my shoulder, and her little hand was lying down, touching her penis.

Feeling the warmth of softness, I suddenly felt like a bow with a full string. I was in extreme excitement. I kissed her hair and whispered and longed to say:

Well, the wavy Huang Shuangshuang's voice was as thin as a mosquito, and her little hands began to stroke slowly. The stimulation caused by friction made the penis appear harder, and slightly sticky mucus seeped out of the urethra, which served as lubricant for Huang Shuangshuang's hands.

After a while, my stick and Huang Shuangshuang's palm were already extremely wet and slippery.

Are you satisfied?Huang Shuangshuang's face was buried in my arms and asked softly.

Comfortable, do you feel it?I hugged her tightly.

Well, Wave, Huang Shuangshuang responded shyly.

I instantly had bad thoughts and teased: Is the pussy coming out of water?

Huang Shuangshuang immediately pinched my cock hard, and the pain suddenly made me look bitter: Be gentle

She started to masturbate again.

My hands were no longer satisfied with waiting on the spot, but began to attack the city and slid down along Huang Shuangshuang's jade back. She did not resist my actions, but when my hands stopped on her buttocks, her body trembled significantly.

The atmosphere became blurred as the body temperature rose. My hands kept holding half of Huang Shuangshuang's buttocks. The tender buttocks had an indescribable elasticity. This feeling of feedback stimulated my palm and made my brain further excited. I squeezed out the waist of Huang Shuangshuang's pants and penetrated it into it.

The cotton underwear has a grid on it, just like its skin.

Huang Shuangshuang said with a sound, and the hand that was stroking my cock stopped suddenly, and her hot body leaned against my chest, as if she was enjoying my caress for her.

My hands did not stop the desire to explore, and moved my position, and came from my buttocks to the mons pubis. Although I had cotton pants, I could still feel the skinny.

Yes, wavy

My touch made Huang Shuangshuang clamp her thighs, and she couldn't help but rub the inner side of her thighs, and her little hands tightly held my cock.

Flowing water?

Um

This time, Huang Shuangshuang did not show me the color, but instead answered seriously.

Net stockings are not as good as stockings in their hands. Their amazingness lies in their visual effect. The fingers pass through the mesh and slide into the gap in the underwear, making a close-range contact with the beautiful woman's pubic mound.

Ah Wave Huang Shuangshuang moaned, her eyes becoming lost, as if she had entered a wonderful state.

My middle finger passed through the gap of her labia. The friction between the shocking eyes made Huang Shuangshuang hug me tightly as if she was electrocuted. Through the touch between her fingers, she could feel a sweetness coming from the mouth of her pussy and wet her fingers.

I swallowed my throat. I, who had already had sexual experience, had absolutely the initiative when facing Huang Shuangshuang, an uninformed girl, and her flexible fingers quickly tugged her labia.

In an instant.

Huang Shuangshuang closed her eyes, as if she was bearing something. The flesh between her legs tightly grasped my palm, and then a warm stream flowed down from the mouth of her pussy.

Ha...huh... Huang Shuangshuang was panting, as if she had just finished running, her cheeks flushed.

You're going to do mine, I reminded me.

Huang Shuangshuang's hands, which had not moved, began to move again, with a gentle force, as if the strength had not come up. Her playing with her made me feel as if countless ants were crawling on my cock.

Get it faster. I squeezed my middle finger into Huang Shuangshuang's tight hole. The tight and tender vaginal opening made her frown as soon as I entered a little, and she became vengeful. She increased her strength, held her penis, and began to move.

Oh, Wave

Huang Shuangshuang made a half-sounding sound, and her body began to siftly move, and a strong stream of honey gushed in my hands.

Hurry up, I'm almost here, I urged.

Huang Shuangshuang felt my condition and her little hands quickly stroked my cock.

The pleasure was like a torrent, running from the spine to the mind.

In an instant.

The scrotum bullet was loaded, and I could no longer control the signal I wanted to release. My urethra widened and bundles of semen ejaculated.

In the afternoon.

Huang Shuangshuang kept sending me a bomb expression and bombing my phone. Because I mentioned Shuangshuang, you are so sexy, there is so much water.

I directly let the little girl go wild, thinking that I was trying to control her when I mentioned this.

When I was chatting with her and flirting.

Aunt Wanling's message suddenly came over and said: Tonight, have dinner with your mother

Seeing this news, I was completely dead. I was a little resistant to seeing my mother. I wanted to refuse but couldn't refuse, and I didn't plan to reply, and my mood fell to a low point.

In the evening.

Sitting in Aunt Wanling's car, I didn't say a word. I saw that my mood was a little wrong. Aunt Wanling said indirectly: Don't drive Ah?

I wanted to say it, but I held it back and just sighed.

Aunt Wanling chuckled, her eyes kept looking forward, and said to me: Big ones are not worry-free, and the small ones are not worry-free. During dinner, she directly cut off the relationship between mother and son, so she can save her worry-free.

This sentence forced me to speak: Aunt Wanling, how could you come up with such a bad idea?

Hahaha... Aunt Wanling couldn't help laughing and said: OK, I have done ideological work on your mother, have a meal, apologize, and then go back to their own homes

After hearing this, I hesitated: Aunt Wanling, can I stay with you for a few more days?

Aunt Wanling didn't think much about it and directly rejected: If you continue to live with me, I would be pissed off by you. She stretched out her long finger and poked my head, her eyes full of jokes.

Isn’t this an adaptation process that makes me slow down? I made up excuses for myself.

Aunt Wanling looked like I saw through your tricks and gave me a blank look.

While talking.

The car had arrived at the place to eat. It was an elegantly decorated and not large-scale restaurant. Aunt Wanling walked in front and I followed her. As her legs moved, her round and huge buttocks were swinging left and right. I looked straight. Her plump legs were emitting a layer of oily glare against the flesh-colored stockings. Her black pointed high heels were perfectly controlled by her. The temptation combined immediately made my brother react.

I woke up until Aunt Wanling sat in the booth and knew that I had arrived at the place. A pair of eyes opposite me were looking at me. My eyes moved upwards, with an exquisite melon-shaped face, combined with that cold expression, who else could it be if I were not mother.

I used to sit next to my mother. At this moment, I hesitated for a moment, but I still planned to sit next to Aunt Wanling. The aura from my mother was too strong, which made me a little restrained.

Yarui, I will give you this ancestor. In the past few days, he has been obedient and has deeply realized his mistakes... Aunt Wanling put her hands on both sides of my shoulders, like a salesman, keeping saying good things about me.

Most of my thoughts were suddenly divided by the fragrance of Aunt Wanling.

Facing Aunt Wanling's kind words, her mother snorted, her cold expression eased, and she said in a slight voice: If you want it, I'll give it to you, I'm sorry. After saying that, she rolled her eyes.

With years of understanding of her, I know that my mother has actually calmed down.

How can I take away your heart? Aunt Wanling is chatting and laughing, and she has a mature and seductive smell.

Mom was too lazy to talk and said: Order food

The dinner begins.

In fact, over the past few days, Zhang Yarui has been examining her and her son's problems. She deliberately checked and consulted, but she saw a pretty pertinent answer, that is, the strict discipline was too strict, and her son's adolescence hit her, which made her a little difficult for her to accept.

But if she let go of her control over her son, she would feel even more uncomfortable.

The two thoughts of tugging each other made her a little breathless, and she was so upset that she was distracted by her work. Even her best friend didn't want to reveal such a thing. She could only search online, and she had all kinds of arguments, which made her heart unable to remain stable for a long time.

Yarui, should you go to the tranquilizer to have a drink at night?Aunt Wanling asked in a low voice.

My mother glanced at her, then quickly moved her gaze and glanced at me.

Aunt Wanling understood it in a moment and said: Wait a minute, after dinner, let him go home first, and never let the oil bottle affect our girls' leisure after meals.

Goose, goose,... Mom lowered her head and let out a pleasant laugh.

After dinner.

As Aunt Wanling said, she asked me to go home alone, and she and my mother wanted to go and have some fun. I caught a gap and said secretly: Aunt Wanling, I will stay with you for another two days

Aunt Wanling glanced at me and wrinkled her nose. She didn't say good or bad, just like the Bodhi Patriarch asked Sun Wukong to think about it himself.

I already had the answer in my mind, because I was easily taken care of when I went to Aunt Wanling's house. I had a lot of spare time to go back to my wife. For example, Sister Rong sent me a message with it saying...