Chapter 29

At this moment, Aunt Jiang grabbed my dick and stroked it a few times.

At the same time, she glanced at me.

I understand, she means she can start.

So I pulled my fat butt away and fucked it in.

She is really much fatter than before.

It is difficult to understand this kind of fat without taking off your clothes.

For example, she knelt on the bed, the soft flesh on her waist drooped, and she flew around with her breasts.

This will inevitably give people a feeling of flying around the clouds.

Yes, I mean the partner in front of me is like a cloud.

But her skin is smooth as ever, which again makes you think of a massage mattress.

As for the screams, it was just as hoarse as a spring was being crushed again and again.

Then, her parents undoubtedly opened a mattress factory.

Perhaps my thoughts were too elegance, and Aunt Jiang arched her butt in dissatisfaction and said: Auntie has been tossing for so long, but you haven’t stopped yet?

As you might expect, this is the second time.

Although I don’t think it’s better to have too much sex, Aunt Jiang said that it’s hard to catch me once, and it’s not that easy to escape.

Yes, that's what she said.

Before that, she ran out naked to charge the lithium battery.

After that, I dragged me to the bathroom to wash my feet, just like my grandmother. She said, "You are so dark, are you going to the river to catch fish and take a shower."

When I returned to the bedroom again, she was in front and I was in the back.

As the soft flesh moved, she turned around: Are you too fat?

I told her that she was a little fatter than before.

I mean before the fall of 2003.

Ah really gained weight, and she was a little disappointed, but her eyes lit up immediately. Your mother has a good figure, her breasts are breasts, her waist is waist, and her butt is ass. It would be great if she could be like your mother.

I don't understand what this means, so I had to frown.

But Aunt Jiang ignored it and grabbed my dick.

She said the above words after I protested.

Honestly, her identity, and her attitude towards sex, either alienation or passion, always puzzle me.

Maybe I will never understand women and sex in my life.

Back on the big bed, Aunt Jiang invited me to drink red wine after a while after having a blowjob.

So under the gaze of Uncle Dagang above our heads, we started drinking red wine.

Although I know how undesirable this is.

Aunt Jiang sat cross-legged, like a Bodhisattva.

Her breasts sag because of their huge size, but her nipples are as bright as Chen Yao.

After stepping through the swimming ring, you can see that the vagina is the upper part of Aunt Jiang’s pussy. It is black and slender, but sparse, and maybe a few hands can count it.

If she happens to spread her legs, you will be lucky enough to enjoy the legendary ray of sky.

Yes, compared to her rich body, her private parts are too exaggerated and delicate.

This contrast brought me an unspeakable sadness, so I had to silence the wine in one breath.

The hostess was not too slow, she bent down and took my dick in her mouth.

After a moment, she raised her head and whispered to the wine glass: When I was in the beverage factory a few years ago, my aunt was not so fat.

She seemed to be waiting for me to say something, but I really didn't know what to say.

So she buried her head again.

Not long after, Aunt Jiang raised her head again, but fortunately she didn't say anything, putting her two wine glasses on the head of the bed.

After quickly putting on the condom, she spread her legs and sat down.

While humming softly, she touched my ribs: I was quite thin when I watched opera singers. If I hadn't been almost my throat, I would have been following Teacher Zhang to perform.

The old Zhao family's wife's throat was a little bad, but his little wife's throat was very good.

I'm afraid no one can deny this.

I remember when Pinghai Platform reporters and Provincial Urban Channel reporters came to interview the hero's mother, everyone saw He Xiangu sing Pingju in front of the camera.

The general idea is that my grandfather is too lonely and he called Ergang away. This old man is so vicious!

Of course, everything is attributed to the relocation of Dagang and his wife. The brother and sister-in-law have ulterior motives!

Unfortunately, it was not broadcast.

In addition to involving some unrigorous reasoning, the singing is passionate and crying, which is particularly exciting.

He Xiangu was sitting on a stool, but later she slid to the ground.

She sometimes hits her thighs and sometimes hits the ground, like a wild African drummer with excellent skills.

The dust and smoke that filled the air was scorching with stalemate eyes. At first, it flew around at a loss, and then it wrapped around He Xiangu's tears, so that the photographer had to pause the shooting and asked the protagonist: wipe your face, you.

The small river in the west of the village was the river that expanded in the spring of 1999, and it was precisely because of this that the fools rekindled their passion for naked swimming.

And in the summer of the next year, four people drowned, a little impatient.

In addition to Ergang, there are three brothers from the village.

The place where something happened was a bit wild, and we didn't go to it normally.

What is commendable is that in the absence of witnesses, the story of the young man who is promising to save the third brother (attempted) has spread.

It’s just that the plot is too bizarre, making it difficult for me to associate the protagonist with the unemployed gangster Ergang and the giant view who had been lying at the entrance of the alley for two days.

After that, my mother looked at me even tighter and wanted to find a chain to lock it up for me.

I remember someone came to visit my home and said when talking about the three brothers: What a pity, the eldest and the second brother are so big, so I'll get married long ago.

I secretly glanced at my mother, and she pointed at me, and it was like a raging fire: Did you hear that, I will not blame you before, and I will linger around again, and I will see that I can’t cure you!

This is probably the irritable side of this person. To be honest, it is the first time I have experienced it.

It's true that she even agreed to Sony Walkman's affairs and did not frown.

As for swimming in the wild, I really haven't been there for a long time.

But even if you go, you won’t be in the village, and the swimming paradise for adults is on the flat river beach.

More people drowned there.

I still remember that when I found Ergang, it was around 11 o'clock in the evening, and there were faint fire and crying swaying from the northwest sky.

But at that time I was lying behind Aunt Jiang, for me, it was not far away.

Of course I had fantasized about having sex with Aunt Jiang, or to be precise, it was just like I fantasizing about those who had never met before on the street.

I have formulated detailed steps like all conspirators, such as touching the legs first, then kissing, then sucking the pussy, and masturbating. Since we have met honestly, let's do it next.

In fact, after the Spring Festival in 2000, Aunt Jiang's frequency of visiting my house dropped sharply.

The reason is unknown, but now it should be related to demolition and resettlement.

Although it was still far away, the incident was already very circulating that spring.

Unfortunately, even so, I was not able to become a complete fantasy.

It can be seen how touching the courage to soak hormones.

The most impressive time was a weekend morning in June.

At that time, the Olympics had begun. After watching a weightlifting competition, my mind was filled with lizard-like necks in my mind for several days.

I regard it as a symbol of strength, but I can't help but find it funny, so sometimes when walking on the road, I will make a sound.

As you expected, I thought of the Toad Kung.

That morning, as usual, I pressed my hard dick upright before pushing open the door.

Aunt Jiang happened to be drying wheat on the roof of the East Courtyard, and her fat buttocks wrapped in goose yellow breeches were sticking out to the sky as if no one was present.

So I slammed the door.

No response.

I walked away deliberately.

Turn a deaf ear.

I had to cough twice.

She then turned around and said: Lin Lin can really sleep, it’s time to have lunch.

I didn't say anything, but looked around like a prisoner who was venting the air.

It was not until I stood in front of the cement platform that I told her that I had eaten early and that I just slept back.

She yelled, then fucked the wooden shovel and pushed the wheat up.

This happened seven or eight round trips.

While I was hesitating whether to go downstairs, she stopped and threw away Mu shovel: Then you are so diligent.

As she said this, she bent down and began to pick up wheat bran.

So I saw the black bra and two sweaty breasts.

This looks like a few minutes.

During the whole process, Aunt Jiang's mouth didn't stop. She first asked my family how the harvest was this year, and then asked how many pigs it had damaged by swine fever. Finally, she raised her face: Haven't seen enough yet?

This makes my face soaked in the sun even redder.

However, the gods and ghosts were sent to the point where the domestic toad skills came to my mind almost the moment I wiped my sweat.

So I jumped gently and crossed the cement platform, then pulled down my pants.

What is embarrassing is that the dick has already softened. In the breeze, it is as ugly as some kind of door handle leading to a different world.

Aunt Jiang must have been surprised.

She leaned back, expressing her proper surprise, and then looked around as if looking for a weapon to stitch her hands.

She turned her face again, cut it, grabbed the door handle and twisted it gently.

At the same time, two red bloated redness rose again on the already red cheeks.

The summer of 2000 was as hot as ever, but my grandma rarely cooled upstairs.

According to her, she couldn't stand the Dagang couple wandering around, and she couldn't even listen to the sounds they heard from our yard, which made people feel aggrieved.

I don't feel frustrated, as long as it's not windy or rainy, I can't beat it every night.

Through the cement platform, Dagang's family came out to dry from time to time.

In addition to the occasional noisy child and the snoring of Dagang, it is also quite suitable for me.

However, my father was a little ignorant. The pig farm had just been demolished. He was idle at home and could not make up until eleven o'clock in the evening.

These obstacles made my desire to try and melted in the stars all night long.

There is only one exception, probably one day in mid-July.

I returned from the toilet in the middle of the night, and Aunt Jiang also happened to get up.

She said something and hugged her son downstairs.

In the next few minutes I was guessing what she said.

I even thought, maybe she had already stuck her butt and waited for me on the bed.

But soon, I realized that this was just a fixed procedure every night, and no wonder that Dagang and I were left on the roof every morning.

The latter also tickled me with a tickling sound and shouted: The sun is coming!

In disappointment, Aunt Jiang actually went upstairs again.

Under the hazy moonlight, she came slowly, her breasts jumping in her nightgown.

In fact, I became hard just by listening to the footsteps.

But Aunt Jiang ignored me.

She picked up the palm-leaf fan and stood beside Dagang for a long time.

When I was about to jump up on the mat, her two steps were not beautiful. To be honest, she was a little clumsy and sat down on the cement platform.

I touched her butt as soon as I raised my hand.

At first it was through the skirt, later it was through the underwear, and then it was covered with meat.

I rubbed hard, as if I was scrubbing the meat ball, which made its owner slapped me with dissatisfaction.

So I got into my crotch, wet and sticky, not sure if it was sweat or something else.

In order to figure this out, I got up and hugged Aunt Jiang.

She exclaimed softly, and her whole body was trembling, but she still didn't stop shaking the palm-leaf fan.

I rubbed her breasts and said, "Aunt, I pushed my erect cock against her waist."

Apart from that, I don't know what to do.

She reached out to grab my dick, rubbed it gently, and kept saying no.

I smelled her faint sweat.

I looked at Dagang, then at the moon, and finally shot.

During that time, I was masturbating almost every day, but I still ejaculated a lot, one after another, and a whole backbone.

Before he could breathe, Uncle Dagang turned over, and soon another one was there.

When I was lying down on the mat with sweat profusely, I heard him mutter: Why don’t you sleep? I got nervous after my cock in the middle of the night.

Ergang's disappearance almost wiped out all obstacles for me, and even my father joined the search team.

That day, my mother talked with Aunt Jiang for a while and then went downstairs.

Of course, she did not forget to warn me to take Ergang as a warning to avoid worrying.

At that time, we had heard about the three brothers going swimming, but Ergang's fate has not yet been included in the above picture.

The child fell asleep quickly.

Aunt Jiang asked me what I heard.

I invited her to enjoy it, but in just two minutes she said it was too ugly and couldn't stand it.

What were I listening to then?

It's probably nine-inch nails.

If I don’t listen, I won’t listen. I put my arms around her waist.

She began to struggle and told me not to do anything randomly.

I took a bit of it on my lower abdomen, and she was so annoyed that she threw me away and returned to her son.

It was dark that night, as stuffy as the asphalt that was waiting to be pulled from a pot of pig's hair.

So I wiped my sweat, lay down on my back, and swore that I would never get close to her again.

I even reviewed the many disgusting mistakes I made in sexual intercourse over the past year.

As a middle school student, I was completely corrupt and degenerate, eroded by yellow thoughts.

I'm finished.

I don’t know how long it took, but the wind came.

First gentle, then cold, and soon I simply shave something on my face.

I sat up all over.

It was Aunt Jiang. She stepped on the cement platform with one foot, holding a palm fan, and seemed to be trying to give me a few more strokes.

Sleep so fast.

She picked my headphones away and continued to sniff the wind.

Maybe he smiled, but it was dark and dark, and I couldn't see clearly.

This is a bit exaggerated, or it is not honest enough. At least I slipped over the hem of the skirt and saw Aunt Jiang’s white underwear.

Before I could speak, she said: Just scratch your aunt.

After a moment, he added: No itchy scratching Ah.

I didn't say anything, but looked at the child and glanced at his own yard.

I had milk for a long time that night and sat on the cement platform.

I touched my butt with one hand and rubbed my breasts with the other, and my dick was held in my hand by Aunt Jiang and gently twisted it.

Whenever footsteps sound at the entrance of the alley, I will stop and look at the distant and blurred stars.

Later, I leaned on my thigh and wandered around my vagina for a long time.

The fatty and moistness there made me sweat so much.

I struggled to imagine what it looked like, but I could never escape my mother's rudeness.

And of course they must be different.

I tried to take off my pants and find out, but my owner strongly refused.

She said nothing, just held her underwear tightly. If I dared to force myself, she would definitely fight me.

So I hugged her tightly.

I called out Auntie and rubbed my dick against her thigh. I felt that the body in front of me was so soft and smooth, so it should have a better use.

I must have put all my efforts into it.

I didn't even notice that the cement was shaking the bend of the legs like a dull knife. It was not until the next morning that I discovered the blood marks they carved.

Aunt Jiang also hugged me, just breathing, but not talking.

Her thin lips were just so open, so I had to put them on and try to bite them.

She raised her face backwards, perhaps shaking her head.

I continued to post it, and it was another moment.

Then she bit my mouth and her tongue reached in.

Fat and slippery.

I can't tell you what it tastes good. I just remember that my mouth is like a piece of wood, and Aunt Jiang's is probably a little stronger than wood.

I didn't realize it was a kiss until I felt her saliva flowing into my mouth.

An inexplicable disgust surged into my heart, but the dick under my crotch was almost bursting.

So I picked her up, held her waist with one hand and grabbed only one thigh with the other.

Aunt Jiang started to thrust as she shouted softly.

The slippers landed on the ground.

However, there was nothing I could do. At that time, I was at least 1.7 meters tall, and Aunt Jiang might be less than 1.6 meters tall.

I moved her to the mat like a crab.

She called Linlin a few times, and then I pressed under her.

I couldn't say kissing her, but I just rubbed her face randomly.

She hummed softly, her heavy breathing like a leaking bellows.

Of course, maybe I was gasping.

It was a bit difficult for me to try to take off my shorts.

It wasn't easy for me to try to take off her pants.

So I gasped.

I lifted up the hem of the skirt, pinched my dick and poked it in.

Nothing touched except the thigh.

After trying so hard, I couldn't breathe.

I first lay on Aunt Jiang, and then I rolled down to the side.It was then that I felt that I was sweating too much.I stared at the hazy starry sky without any movement.

After a while, Aunt Jiang said: You are too young.

I don't bother to pay attention to her.

She touched my face and continued: You are too young, my aunt is old.This is not good.

I don't speak.

She seemed to smile, called Lin Lin again, touching her dick with one hand, but when she touched the side of her legs, there was no movement.

I'm not young.I told her.I turned sideways and said: I'll pass soon.I regretted it as soon as I said it, and I was even a little desperate for a moment.

Yo.Aunt Jiang grabbed the dick and rubbed it gently, as if waiting for me to continue talking.I was naturally mute.Who are you going to Ah?Just blow it.

I touched my breasts angrily, but was slapped away.

Then don't touch it.

I lay on my back again, feeling my whole body was sticky, and even the asphalt on my head seemed to drip.

Aunt Jiang also moved her hand away.

She seemed to be tidying her clothes.

I simply closed my eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, but when I thought the night was over, my dick was suddenly pinched again.

I remained silent, but it got a quick erect.

Linlin?

Aunt Jiang leaned in her ear and spoke softly.

I'm not sure whether I should respond.

I am not serving you with virtue!

Slap, the dick slapped him.

I didn't understand what this meant, but I turned around quickly and hugged her firmly.

Aunt Jiang's hair was spread apart at some point, and she buried my face softly.

I arched along my neck, and at the same time I reached into my pajamas and held my breasts.

Originally, I wanted to hold two, but my left arm was particularly awkward no matter how I did it, so I had to give up.

Aunt Jiang snorted, first holding my wrist, and then pinching my dick.

As she stroked, I realized that I was holding a bare butt.

So I called Auntie and started to thrust my hips.

I pinched my butt eggs, then spread my thighs apart, just thinking about inserting them in as soon as possible.

Aunt Jiang spat and said: Don’t move, like a little male dog, causing trouble.

I didn't dare to move.

Her body was also sticky, with her neck, cheeks, thighs, and even her butt rubbing her dick on it and then slipping into a ditch.

Soon, with a wave of warmth coming, I knew that I had fucked in, and at that moment I couldn't help but think of my mother.

Aunt Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and turned her face: Say a word in a while, don't get it in.

I don't know what to say.

Did you hear it?She twisted her butt.I had no choice but to say: I heard it.

I don't know if I can move.

Move Ah.

His fat butt twisted again.

So I started moving.

The slippery and tight grip made me move faster and faster.

The slap sound is subtle but clear.

Aunt Jiang's legs were placed on the cement platform, and there was a glimmer of light in the night.

I reached out and touched it.

She snorted.

I smelled the increasingly rich smell and called out to Auntie, and I even wanted to touch her face.

Aunt Jiang snorted a few times and said: It's so hard.

It was at this moment that a bicycle caught the entrance of the alley and turned in.

Maybe the chain was short of oil, and it was thrust all the way, like a file passing through me.

It stopped when it hits the throat.

I had to stop.

Aunt Jiang held my arm, as if she wanted to get up.

The sound of footsteps wearing slippers, the door was knocked: Chunying!

The dick was held tightly.

Chunying!People are looking for it!

Why!

Aunt Jiang twisted her butt and finally responded.

What about upstairs?

The visitor stood at the door and didn't move. After a while, Chunying Ah, don't tell your mother-in-law at first, are you... convenient for you to get down?

However, before Chunying could answer, he denied himself and even laughed softly: Forget it, that's all.Second one just disappeared, and was at the third gate, and I will be pulled back later, so I will report a letter.

His voice was very loud, and he deliberately lowered it, so he looked like a eunuch.

It was midnight, and it was so stunning.

I couldn't help but feel excited.

Aunt Jiang also trembled and her fat buttocks arched backwards, and still said, "Oh."

So I vented it.

Aunt Jiang’s buttocks are quite fat, and now they are even fatter.

But the waist is thicker now.

I grabbed my butt and got lost after a while.

She became more and more courageous as she fought, and soon she made a comeback.

As you expected, the crackling sound was crisp and the white meat was splashing everywhere.

It's better to be young.

She said.

The dick is good.

She said again.

Hard Ah.She said again.Aunt Jiang would say this when she took the initiative to show an attitude of enjoying life.Yes, there is no other fun except to do it well.The key is that doing things will never make your life worse.Nowadays, every pore of Aunt Jiang secretes a similar thought.You can see these without communication at a glance.When she is passive, she will say other words, such as not calling me aunt, or making fun of her aunt's pussy.That's all, it's gone.I can't say when it started, but there are no new tricks until today.This made me realize that people, we humans, will be ruined in the blink of an eye.Hopeless.What are you thinking?Aunt Jiang leaned on me, and sweat also flowed on me.I touched her breasts and didn't say anything.Do you dislike your aunt?She almost got close to my face.Those almond eyes are still so big, like dumplings.But wrinkles have climbed up at the corners of my eyes.I really don't know what to say.Aunt Jiang didn't say a word, and she was about to get up while holding the bed.I grabbed her.I don't seem to have any other choice.Aunt Jiang struggled for a few times before softening.She lay in my arms for a while, and then she started to tremble.Soon, big tears wet my chest, but there was no sound.It was not until I rubbed her shoulder that I could barely choke and slip out.It's very strange, like a brake.I think I should say something, whispers or comforting words, and so on.At this moment, the phone rang.Even in the pockets of shorts covered on the floor, it was still scary.Aunt Jiang turned over and lay down to the side, she immediately pulled the blanket to cover her body.I was stunned for a moment and jumped out of the bed.It's Chen Yao.She asked: When will you go back to school?

It was getting dark when I got home.

The door opened by my mother, she said: You don’t bring a key either.

I said I forgot.

I did forget.

She asked me where I went again.

I stammered for a while, even my legs became a little weak.

Did you hear your grandma say you went to Dagang's house?

My mother tucked her hair with no expression on her face. Where else have she gone?It took so long to charge Ah?

My heart skipped a beat and sweat came out.

However, there is nothing I can do about it, and at this moment I don’t want to say a word.

But my mother turned around and sat on the sofa.

She turned around and smiled: There are steamed dishes in the kitchen.

So I went to the kitchen to eat steamed dishes.

After taking two steps, she said again: Mom is waiting for you to go to the show, but she didn't come either.

The smile became even stronger now.