After three days, the Rakshasa girl really held back tightly and never let her down. In fact, because Red Boy used the excuse that fresh fruits were not easy to be released for a long time, she had fed her juicy fruits for several days. After entering her stomach, there were not many residues and she was not in a hurry, so she could tolerate them.
However, the food is full of juice and urination is high. The Rakshasa girl has to relieve herself five or six times a day in the past three days.
Every time Red Boy served her mother to urinate, she pretended to be ignorant and immediately carried her to bed, allowing the urine between her crotch to be slowly steamed by her body.
The Rakshasa girl hesitated several times, but she had the courage to speak out once.
The Rakshasa girl is over a thousand years old. Although the Rakshasa tribe members grow slowly, their bodies are already ripe. Every time some white slurry like glutinous rice juice flows out, it is the leucorrhea of my daughter's house.
In the past, she had to take a bath every night, so naturally she didn't have much smell, but in the past three days, she couldn't move. Not only could she not take a bath, but she couldn't even wipe the remaining residue after urination. The feminine odor and urine unique to women in her crotch became stronger and stronger.
The Rakshasa girl has long stopped Red Boy from moving her to the stone platform and doing her work cross-legged
How dare she let her son fiddled with her legs and feet so that the smell would spread out from under her skirt, and she would hold her body for several hours to smell the stench?
Even so, she usually holds her in the quilt, so she can smell it at home. But whenever she wants to relieve her hands, the red boy blindfolds his eyes and lifts the quilt, and the evil and turbid air will be fully emitted, like entering a basil of abalone, making the Rakshasa girl feel ashamed.
Although there was no sign of unhesitation from the child, the Rakshasa girl was in a state of grievance and was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so embarrassed that she could not help but feel embarrassed.
As the smell of shame became more and more serious, her heart was getting more and more frustrated. If she hadn't been worried about leaving her son alone, she would have done something so sad and self-destructive, she would have long been unable to withstand this inhuman shame and bit her tongue and committed suicide.
Not only is this smell so embarrassing, but what makes her even more frightened is that she has not cleaned and wiped it for three days, and her lower body is already itchy
The petals of my daughter's vagina are the most delicate, but they need to be taken care of frequently and carefully cared for. The hair of the Rakshasa girl is dense, and the urine stains are endless. The secretions of the female vagina such as leucorrhea are not cleaned. The red boy is also afraid that her mother will catch a cold. She is covered in a warm quilt all day long. Many bacteria are happily growing and flourishing.
The Rakshasa girl naturally doesn't know what bacteria are. She only knows that since yesterday, her private parts have been slightly itchy.
If she could scratch herself, she wouldn't be able to hold it down, but she was just unable to move. Not to mention stretching out her hand to scratch, she couldn't even ease her legs tightly and rubbed her to relieve it. She couldn't sleep all night, but just bit her teeth and endured it hard.
Today, it is even more itchy, like an ant crawling, like thousands of larvae crawling under the skin of that delicate place
The Rakshasa girl gritted her teeth and endured it hard for a while, but she couldn't stand it anymore. She cruelly bit her tongue to break it with severe pain to resist the itchy itch.
After another half an hour, no matter what, I couldn't bear it anymore. Almost even the 108,000 hairs on my body were about to fall off one by one. Finally, I was so sad that I cried out.
When she cried, she immediately woke up the Red Boy who was pretending to be practicing on the stone platform. Red Boy hurriedly swallowed the pill and stopped the exercise, rushed to the couch, and asked anxiously: Why is my mother crying? But what's wrong with her body?
The Rakshasa girl turned her head and just cried. After Red Boy asked her repeatedly, she sobbed and said: It's very itchy... so itchy that people don't want to live anymore...
Red Boy breathed a sigh of relief and blamed slightly: Where is the mother itchy? Just scratching you, why don’t you speak to the child?
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that her neck turned red. She cried and whispered in aggrievedly: It’s useless to scratch... I have to make some water... to clean it...
Red Boy touched his head and said in confusion: Cleanse? Does your mother want to take a shower?
He said in a little embarrassedly: The half tank of water in the kitchen was finished yesterday. The child only condensed enough for us to drink every day. It's really... there's really not that much water for bathing...
The Rakshasa girl was so ashamed and angry that Lu Qi, Hongxi's face was tender and she had never taught her children to see these daughter's private affairs. She had to explain it clearly. She bit her lower lip and cried: Yes... It's the shameful place under my mother... Just a little water, just wash it with a scarf... Mom was so itchy... it couldn't stand it... Wuwu...
After saying that, he was both wronged and ashamed, and cried out in anger
Red Boy suddenly realized and blushed, and said hurriedly: Mother, don’t be there, let’s prepare now!
Run out
In practice, people are in good physical condition and have used countless spiritual medicines. In the past three days, his broken legs have recovered completely. He walked like flying, and he lost all the strange look of stuttering and turning when he was trapped three days ago.
After a while, Hong Chia used a washing copper basin to bring back half a basin of water. A white scarf was soaked in the water, and put the copper basin beside the couch, kowtowed, "Mother, please forgive me for being rude!"
As usual, she covered her eyes with cloth, opened the brocade quilt, carried the Rakshasa girl to the edge of the couch, let her sit up leaning against the head of the couch, kneeling between her legs that were landing outside the couch, slowly lifting up her pleated skirt
As soon as the skirt was opened, a foul smell of female vagina and urine scent immediately hit her face, like a pile of pissing on her, and the dead fish exposed to the sun suddenly appeared, which was pungent and choking.
Red Boy doesn't look at things, and his sense of smell and hearing is more sensitive than usual. Even though he is prepared, he just feels like he is vomiting and can't help but smack his tongue secretly.
The Rakshasa girl felt extremely ashamed and had no face to face her son. She cried loudly: Let me die! Let me die! Such a shame... but teaches people how to live? My son quickly holds his breath... Don't want... Don't hurt you...
To be honest, although the smell was deliberately caused by Red Boy, he did not expect it to be so strong. It was much more stinky than when he and Xin Yun went out for a self-driving trip in the mountains during the summer vacation. In the tent at night, they took off all their clothes and then came to her legs that had been covered in thick jeans for a day!
However, at this time, it was the opportunity for the Rakshasa girl to know how deep her love was. Red Boy suppressed a little discomfort and smiled and said: Did the mother forget the child’s words three days ago?
The Rakshasa girl's head was in chaos at this moment. With strong shame, even the blindfolded child was facing her naked lower body and sobbing and crying: What...what?
While twisting the scarf, the red boy said softly: The child has been in love with his mother since childhood. In the child's heart, there is no beauty or any fragrance... Even if the mother's body smells at this time, it is like orchids and musk, fragrant and fragrant, and there is no reason to dislike him.
As he said that, he took a deep breath and sighed with satisfaction to prove
The Rakshasa girl was very ashamed and embarrassed, but she was much lessened. She was moved by her heart. She seemed to be not as disgusted as her child’s inappropriate words three days ago. She couldn’t even wipe her face. She said: My son is just making my mother happy... so... so stinking, just like abalone, but what are you saying... what are you talking about? The fragrance of orchid musk...
But the red boy did not answer, suddenly stretched his neck, leaned against his mother's legs, pecked on the smelly petals covered by hair, and smiled: In this way, can the mother trust the child's wishes?
The Rakshasa girl was shocked by her son's bold and rude attack. After a while, she suddenly screamed and said stutteringly: You... how dare... how can you... how can you... so pickled and dirty there? How can my son... how can... how can...
I was so embarrassed that my whole body was hot, and my pretty face was even red as if it was about to drip. How could it take me a long time, but I couldn't continue to say it anymore
The red boy smiled sweetly, stopped talking, picked up a half-dried silk scarf, found his mother's dense grass, and began to clean up everywhere.
Sometimes it was stuffed into the crack and gently stroked it up and down, sometimes it grabbed a tuft of pubic hair and rubbed it gently, and then used a scarf to hold a piece of lip and rub it gently with two fingers...
Thousands of tenderness, endless love, unspeakable affection
The Rakshasa girl couldn't tell anything in her heart. She bit her lower lip tightly, her beautiful eyes staring at her beloved son without blinking, silently allowing him to fiddle with her daughter's shy private parts, wipe and wash, tears in her eyes no longer remained, but accumulated in her eyes, feeling dripping with tears
As the scarf was washed again and again, the water in the basin gradually became turbid. The Rakshasa girl felt that the itch that made her wish she could cut her private parts had left her body. Instead, it was another slight itch that was indescribable. Since the delicate and shy flower in the child's little hand quietly rose and gradually spread to the flower path, the narrow channel was covered with dew, and then went deeper, and finally to the deep inside of her body, the warm love nest that had allowed her beloved son to live in for more than two hundred years...
The Rakshasa girl was ashamed, ashamed, blamed herself, and felt guilty, but she was surprisingly gone three days ago. She heard her son’s feelings of disgust and disgust when she felt affection for her, but she gradually became immersed in the gentle itch that made people’s pores bloom all over her body.
The only thing is warm and love is in a heart.
When Hong Boy stretched out her left hand, groped and pushed away the grass, and pinched the beautiful flower stem at the top of her petals, her cherry lips slightly opened. After hesitating for several years, she finally stopped her from stopping her.
Red Boy is calm on the surface, but his heart is already pounding with excitement
He was so excited that he had touched and cleared his mother's private parts through a wet scarf, and now he even pinched his mother's clitoris with his own hands!
He was so irritated that he almost fainted. His legs and feet kneeling beside the couch were also trembling, pretending to be ashamed: Mother, the child just remembered that he had heard Lu Qi and the others say that the daughter's house is most likely to hide dirt here. The child was rude, so he wanted to peel it off and clean it. I hope that mother will not be surprised.
After waiting for a while, I heard a vague sound that was almost inaudible.
Red Boy suppressed his excitement and pushed the foreskin up very softly and slowly, peeling the Acacia bean out of the flesh sheath, spreading a silk scarf on his right hand, and gently pinched his two fingers.
The Rakshasa girl Yīng whispered softly, and the meat li'er at the end of her vagina subconsciously twitched twice, and she was so ashamed that she closed her beautiful eyes
The red bean had quietly become hard at some point. Through the wet thin silk scarf, the red boy could even clearly detect the thunderous thunder of the blood inside.
Although he covered his eyes, his rosy and smooth, beautiful and cute appearance as red as agate appeared in his mind.
Red Boy swallowed, knowing that although he opened his mother's heart a little, the time was far from ripe. He resisted the idea of pushing her down, carefully pinched and wiped it, breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his hands, and asked: Mother, is itchy? I wonder if there is any place that needs to be cleaned?
The Rakshasa girl was fiddled with by her son, making her whole body numb, her heart trembled, and her vagina was rippling, and she was constantly exposed. She finally resisted her shameless voice.
Seeing that he was done, he breathed a sigh of relief and said shyly like a mosquito, "It's gone..."
Red Boy put down her mother's children's skirt, served her and lie down, covered her brocade quilt, then she pulled off her blindfolded cloth, Rakshasa girl's face was red, and she turned to the hole wall and didn't dare to look at him.
Red Boy was happy, but he didn't reveal it, and poured sewage from the copper basin on the corner of the house.
The anger in the crotch has been eliminated. The Rakshasa girl rested for a while, so she asked the Red Boy to help her onto the stone platform. She continued to interrupt her practice for two days. She spent several hours in vain and still gained nothing.
Red Boy brought food and water to her mother for her treatment
Although the method of heavy control of the inner alchemy was not found, the Rakshasa girl was a little disappointed. However, leaning in her child's arms and eating with his hands, she felt a little sweet in her heart for the first time.
After finishing her meal, she suddenly remembered something, ah!
A scream of exclamation, and asked urgently: I used so much water to wash my body today, and now I drink it again, what is my son... but what is my son drinking?
Red Boy smiled and said: I have been practicing qigong these days, and the water control technique has improved greatly. Compared with the previous few days, the clear water condensed is 20% more, and the excess is enough. I have used it in the kitchen just now, so mothers don’t have to worry.
In the past few days, the time when he and the Rakshasa girl were hungry for an hour or two was staggered. He had been eating at home in the kitchen, and the Rakshasa girl was not allowed to see her. Although he felt something was wrong when he heard this, he seemed to have forgotten something. He was a little skeptical, but seeing that the beloved son's lips were not dry at all, he had to believe it.
Red Boy went to the Rakshasa girl's boudoir again, took the gold-painted toilet in her boudoir, replaced the toilet that had been used for three days in the quiet room, and said: Although my mother poured it down after every use, the toilet was used for several days without water, and there was a odor. The toilet in the mother's room has always been used by her mother. Three days ago, the maid cleaned it again, and it was very clean. My mother will use this in the future.
The woman of Rakshasa wanted to speak, saying that the toilet smell was not heavy, and she could use it for a few days before changing it. However, Red Boy had already carried it out of the door, so she just asked for it.
After this intimate cleaning, the heart of the Rakshasa girl really opened a gap.
After more than an hour, Hongboy served the Rakshasa girl again and finished her use of the toilet. She was about to carry her to bed, and she heard her mother say politely: My son, let me go... My daughter's house is not as good as you men, you can throw it clean and dry... After the woman was relieved, that... that turbulent everywhere needs to be wiped with a scarf.
Red Boy said with a thud and said ashamed: I didn't know before, but my mother was wronged.
After touching the couch for a long time, I felt the scarf on the couch's feet. I was about to reach out, but I was stunned. I said: Mother, the child has never seen a woman with a small break. Lu Qi and the others changed their clothes behind the screen, and they were all clean. The child really didn't know... I don't know where to wipe it?
The Rakshasa girl's face turned red and she said shyly: Wherever there is that...that, just wipe wherever...
Red Boy scratched her head and said: But boy... the boy can't see it!
The Rakshasa girl refused to answer, and after a while, she whispered: Since she couldn't see it, wouldn't it be better to take off the blindfolded cloth strip!
Red Boy suddenly jumped in his heart and pretended to be shocked: What? Pick... Pick? How can my mother's holy body as magnolia be tolerated... How can I be regarded? Child... How dare I spy on it?
The Rakshasa girl asked her son to take off the cloth strip and said in a word. She was already embarrassed. When she heard this, she felt angry again and pouted and muttered: I have taught you to touch it, kiss... I have taught you to kiss it. Is there anything more shameful than this? But she said that she dare not look at it... If you don't want to, let the mother get smelly and itchy under her!
But she didn't feel that the meaning of acting spoiled in this sentence was very obvious
But Red Boy could tell the difference clearly, and was overjoyed, and said to himself: Unexpectedly, such results were achieved in three days. It seems that the success was not far away!
He held his breath and blushed, and said in a trembling voice: If...so, mother forgives the crime, the child... she will open her eyes
The Rakshasa girl closed her eyes in shame and said softly: Over the past few days, my son loved me and respected me, and there was no rudeness. How could my mother turn a blind eye? Even if my son opens his eyes, he just doesn't want... Don't be more arrogant and let my mother down.
Red Boy hurriedly said: Mother is at ease, and I respect you and love you. If the mother is unhesitant, the child will never do anything!
With excitement, she held her mother's slender waist with one hand, so that she could sit firmly, unbutton the cloth belt with one hand, and open her eyes
The eyes are filled with two white and white buttocks, round as the moon, as pink as tender and juicy as ripe peaches...
Not juicy?
There was a drop of crystal water droplets hanging on the tip of the snow-white buttocks, shaking tremblingly!
From the vermilion droop that appeared, several tufts of curly hair were wet and tangled into strands, and a few drops of yellow dew were gathered on it. It trembled and fell into the bucket with a tingling sound, then gathered again, hanging on the top shakingly
Although I had seen this beautiful scene when I came back last time and became a worm when I was a child, I was open and upright, holding my mother's slender waist and doing the thing I saw in the eyes of the evil!
Red Boy swallowed, held a scarf and reached out to wipe away the residual urine from his mother's buttocks. The tentacles were as warm as nephrite and smooth as fat.
From behind to forward, brushing the tender petals hidden by the sad grass between her crotch, the scarf rubbed against the thick hair, making a rustling sound
The Rakshasa girl bit her teeth lightly, enduring her son's warm little hand through the scarf, and applied it to her own delicate flower beads, bringing a burst of softness and intoxicating pleasure that she couldn't tell.
Thinking of the fact that the back of his home was exposed to his son, he let him see it full, and he couldn't help but feel hot all over. The petals slightly retracted, and a few drops of honey quietly oozed out of his mouth.
There were also numbness and itch on my buttocks, as if I could see my son's sight.
Red Boy wiped the trauma between her mother's crotch, put the scarf to her nose, and took a deep breath
When the Rakshasa girl heard the sound of breathing, she recalled that she had put her heart in between her legs before, and sucked deeply, and guessed what the child was doing. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said coquettishly: Child! Don't smell my mother's shameful smell!
Red Boy said ah, hurriedly put away the scarf, carried her mother to the bed, and stammered with a red face and hesitated: Mother... Child... Child didn't mean it... she couldn't help herself...
The Rakshasa girl gave him a angrily look, with a very delicate look on her face, but she didn't say anything anymore
In the past few days, she has been unable to move all over. Not only did she have to put the drinking water in her son's arms and let him feed him, but she even handled the shameful things such as undressing and cleaning her lower body. The evil turbidity in her daughter's hidden and shameful place taught him to put it between her legs and smell it enough, and even asked him to touch it and kiss her!
Today, it was even more terrible. Somehow he asked him to go to the blindfolded cloth strip, teaching his son to look and touch, and after he was relieved, he dared to ask his son to wipe him.
But she didn't know that deep in her heart, she had quietly regarded her son as her only strong support, and was no longer the beloved son who used to act coquettishly in her arms.
Although she had realized that if this continues, the situation between mother and son would become more and more dangerous, the shameful thought in her heart that was becoming stronger and stronger day by day was tempting her, sliding further and further towards the evil cliff of moral collapse
Red Boy carried the toilet out of the quiet room and thought: It seems that the first step Daji said is almost done, and her mother's heart is open, so it should be time to tease her with something even more shameful.
When I came to the kitchen, I carefully poured my mother's warm urine from the toilet into a clay pot. After hesitating, I drank the salty and sour hot urine with a scent of sour smell. I also thought: It was a little sour than Xinyun's, but the smell was not as thick as Daji's splashing into her mouth, so it was not difficult to swallow. When should she let her know that she "drink a little water in order to store water and cleanse her body, but she had to drink her urine."
This is also a big killing that is likely to touch my mother, but the most important thing at the moment is to use even more shameful means, which makes the Rakshasa woman completely lose her preservation as a mother in front of him.
Red Boy couldn't help laughing, stuffed all the fresh vegetables and vegetables left in the kitchen into the stove, and burned them to the fire.
Turning around, I opened the pottery urn containing nuts
Since this day, Red Boy told Rakshasa girl that the fresh fruit had been eaten up, so she had to use nut jerky to fill her hunger.
Although the Rakshasa girl doesn't like meat, Red Boy added a few slices of roasted bacon every meal, and advised her: The mother has not found a way to move. If she stops eating some meat, her body will become weaker and weaker, and the child will feel heartbroken.
The Rakshasa girl's heart was slightly sweet, so she just ate it with his hands.
These nut jerky meats are very different from the fresh fruits a few days ago. There are so many residues. After only one day, the Rakshasa girl obviously felt a little heavy in her belly.
However, a few days ago, she was determined to hold it in. The previous stool was already sucked dry by her intestines, and it became dry and hard, and was stuffed into the middle part of the intestine like a stone, but it made her not feel anxious for the time being.
On the afternoon of the third day when I was able to eat nut jerky, the Rakshasa girl suddenly felt a pain in her stomach and fell very quickly. She couldn't help but make a sound. Hongboy hurriedly rushed over and asked in panic: What's wrong with her mother? But what's wrong with her?
Although the Rakshasa girl has been used to being slacking off her son's eyes these days, she let him wipe her lower body, and even used a clean water scarf to clean her body, she did not let him put a cloth strip on her, but she was not allowed to stare at her lower body and keep looking at her. However, when she was about to defecate in front of her beloved son, she was still very shy and bit her lower lip and said stuttering: Mom... Mom, I want to come up with Da Gong...
Red Boy breathed a sigh of relief, ran out, lifted the toilet that took out the quiet room three days ago and explained: This matter is very serious, and it is not easy to clean the toilet at the moment. It is better not to use the toilet that my mother had removed for a good reason, so let's feel aggrieved, just use the previous one!
While lifting up her mother's skirt, she showed her beautiful buttocks and hugging her on the toilet, she complained slightly: Mother, don't say it at this time, but I forgot, Mother, you haven't been relieved in five days! Don't get any secret illnesses!
The Rakshasa girl practiced Taoism since she was a child and has always been vegetarian. She has not suffered from serious illness for more than a thousand years, and has never suffered from constipation for more than three days. When she heard this, she was surprised and didn't care about being shy. She asked anxiously: My son, this...will this still endure a secret disease?
Red Boy nodded and said: Why isn't it? Two years ago, Hongxiu was greedy and ate a lot of hot things at one time. After six or seven days of not being able to take action, there were a lot of red spots on her face! If it weren't for the child... Well, Luqi later treated her for a long time before she could get better!
Although this matter was true, it was because he accidentally missed the interesting story of Wei Xinyun's enema. When his hands were itchy, he deliberately used star anise, pepper, dogwood, ginger and other hot spices to make a pot of fragrant wild game to coax two girls to eat
Because Lu Qi was not used to the spicy energy, she didn't eat much, but Hongxiu was deceived. Afterwards, she was constipated for several days, and finally coaxed Hong Chi'er to make her feel heartbroken.
Hongxiu felt embarrassed in front of Luqi, so he pressed Luqi down and taught her to give it a drink. After that, Hongbo picked two girls and chrysanthemums naturally.
However, Hongxiu is a flower demon with a delicate physique and is still caused by those spicy things to have red spots for a few days. It is not what Hongboy expected.
The Rakshasa girl also vaguely remembered that Hongxiu had been sick two years ago, and had many red spots on her face, which was very terrifying. She couldn't help but change her face and regretted her heart.
I dare not delay because of shame, sit on the toilet and work hard, um, yeah, and it made my pink face turn red
But not only did she hold it in for five days, but she was fed nuts and bacon by her beloved son for three days. The residue was dry and she was bedridden for a long time. The qi was stagnant, causing the large intestine to be ineffective and the dregs stopped. In traditional Chinese medicine, it was called the qi secret disease. If her black snail was tightened, her buttocks were loose and loose, and she tossed and tossed, but where could she solve it?
Red Boy held her mother's weak willow waist, pressed her hand on her soft belly and gently rubbed her, asking with concern: What do you think about mother? Why haven't you... come out yet?
The woman with Rakshasa felt pain in her abdomen. She fell very quickly, but she couldn't squeeze it out. She recalled the red spots on her face during Hongxiu's illness. The more she was anxious and afraid, she felt that tears were everywhere in her eyes.
Hearing his son's concern, he couldn't help but flatten his mouth, feeling aggrieved, and said in a slight crying voice: I... I can't understand...
Others? Others!
Red Boy almost thought she had heard it wrong, but looking at her mother's watery phoenix eyes full of panic and aggrieved, her pitiful expression echoed in her ears, and a sense of passion rose up in her heart. She just wanted to laugh. Deep down in her heart, her mother had completely regarded herself as her close lover and acted coquettishly to herself!
Red Boy tried her best to hold it back, so that the voice did not reveal the joy. Is it fake? If it really can't be solved, then there is only... I can only try the solution for Hongxiu last time.
The Rakshasa girl was happy and asked: What method?
Red Boy blushed and hesitated: That's...that's just pouring water into her stomach from behind, and naturally...that's naturally...that's going to come out...
The Rakshasa girl exclaimed, and immediately felt embarrassed and blushed, but only hesitated for half a stick of incense, then she lowered her head and said shyly: Then... Then, I'm not... Isn't going to prepare quickly?
Although she is virtuous and conservative, she is also a mother, but the facts have proved that no matter which woman, her love for beauty is the most important thing in her heart.
Between the shame of being poured into clean water from the feces by her biological beloved son and then forced to excrete, and the threat of letting go and causing erythema on the face, even if she is as reserved as her, she chose the former without surprise.
Red Boy was overjoyed. Before she could persuade her, she said it herself!
Don’t look at her short words, which is a world of difference between the effect of her helpless agreement after being persuaded by herself!
Red Boy felt her blood boiling all over her body, and took her back to the couch and said: Mother, wait a moment!
Then he ran out, took out the wine bag that had been prepared in the kitchen, poured some vinegar into it, and cast a spell to condense half a bag of water, shaking and mixing
Seeing that his beloved son took his skin and turned around, the Rakshasa girl had a pretty red face, and the autumn waves were floating around, and she hid everywhere, and she never dared to touch her son.
Red Boy pretended to be helpless and apologized: Mother, the child is incompetent, but he can't find a thinner tube. When he poured the red sleeves in the previous year, the child went to the hole to cut a thin bamboo, but now... the mouth of the skin is indeed a little bigger, and he will teach his mother to suffer.
The Rakshasa girl quickly glanced at the copper mouth of the skin that was the size of a wine cup, showing fear, then quickly looked away, blushed and said with fear: How... how can you put it in? No... can't...
Red Boy gritted his teeth and said: For the sake of his mother, he always needs to try his mother. The child is rude!
Come up, pick up the Rakshasa girl, put her mother on the couch, spread her legs apart and kneel on the edge of the couch, and stick out her round and plump buttocks
With a pilgrimage-like respect, the Red Boy slowly lifted up his mother's skirt. He saw two snow-white full moons slightly separated, the color of the deep buttocks was slightly darker, and a pink tight flower bud was hidden deep in it, trembling slightly shyly
Rakshasa girl YīngNíng With a soft hum, she hid her pretty red face in the brocade quilt. In addition to being ashamed, she felt a faint feeling of unspeakable expectation in her heart
She has taught her child to see the shame of her lower body in the past few days. Now she has taught her daughter to see the most secret and slutty feces in her daughter's house.
Although the child once said that he liked every part of himself, the place behind was a dirty place where manure came from...
Will my son love you?
Do you feel disgusted and disgusted?
Red Boy adjusts his breathing and puts the copper cast bag on his mother's anus
The hot chrysanthemum buds touched the cold copper mouth, and the two pink buttocks subconsciously stretched tightly, and the wrinkled chrysanthemums also surging into the body.
Red Boy gently pats his mother's smooth buttocks with his little hands, and said softly: Don't be afraid, mother, relax
After the Rakshasa girl was shy and relaxed a little, she slightly pressed her copper mouth toward the center of the small vortex
This skin is not small, and the copper mouth at the plug is naturally large, almost all the Rakshasa girl can put the whole daisy in it.
In addition, the Rakshasa girl was first exposed to the foreign object in more than a thousand years. Her son's burning gaze stimulated her little shy flower. The subconscious shyness of her daughter's family made her unconsciously resist opening the small hole. The small leather ring was so nervous that it contracted and tense. How could it be loose?
Red Boy was sweating profusely, but as soon as he entered a small arc, he was squeezed out by the strong contraction inside. The Rakshasa girl frowned, her teeth were bitten lightly, and she was sizzling from time to time.
Red Boy made a cruel decision, pressed the copper mouth and pushed it hard, barely stuffed it in half this time, but it was squeezed out faster than the previous few times.
The Rakshasa girl frowned tightly, and exclaimed softly, and hummed softly: It hurts...
Red Boy said helplessly: Mother, it seems that this method is not going to work.
The Rakshasa girl was both ashamed and anxious and said anxiously: What if she did it? Do you... do you have other ways?
Red Boy pretended to think for a while, then suddenly looked up and said: Mother, please forgive me for the crime of blasphemy!
The Rakshasa woman said strangely: What a blasphemy...
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the child hugged his buttocks with both hands, and then, a warm and moist thing was gently scraped on his feces door.
The Rakshasa girl screamed in surprise and tried her best to turn around. Then she saw that it was her son who had closed his eyes and was using his soft tongue to lick the hole that her dirty things came out!
The Rakshasa girl was shocked, and she was terrified and moved. Two lines of beads burst out instantly. She shook her head vigorously to hide the earth-shaking changes in her heart, and cried: And... Let's stop! My son quickly! There... there is so dirty, how can it be...
But the red boy didn't answer, licked her tongue all over her anus, straightened her tongue and tried to drill in.
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she was so angry that she would not tell her son that her tongue would invade the evil hole.
Red Boy said helplessly: Mother, the water bag is too big to enter. For the sake of this, only the child uses his mouth to feed you... But you closed so hard, but how can you teach the child how to succeed?
The Rakshasa girl shook her head and cried: Don’t Ti! Don’t Ti! I would rather die than teach you to do such a humble and carefree thing for me!
Red Boy smiled slightly, walked to her mother's side, grabbed her jade face with her little hands, twisted her face to face, looked at her face full of tears, and said softly: What is this a shameful thing? My mother gave birth to me and raised me, loved me, and was kind to me. Even if the child was crushed to pieces, she would not be able to repay her. As long as the mother was in good health, what would it be like to do something for her mother?
The Rakshasa girl's face was held by her son's hands, and she couldn't hide it. She closed her eyes and cried, and she tossed and turned and just cried: No... This matter is definitely not possible... Others... They are so dirty...
Red Boy stretched out her mouth, kissed her white forehead gently, and said: Mother, you forgot that you are not only a kind mother that the child respects, but also a woman that the child loves the most in this life! I love your charming appearance when you are shy, your pretty appearance when you are angry, your eyebrows, your eyes, your bamboo shoots and buttocks... I even love the mellowness of your urine and drowsiness, and the fragrance between your crotch. In the eyes of the child, the mother's body is beautiful and fragrant, so how can there be a little dirty and unclean?
The girl's heart trembled slightly from her heart to the tip of her heart. She felt a wave of numbness and warmth flowing down from her forehead by her son's lips, and she was lazy and comfortable all over.
Opening his confused tears, he pouted and sobbed: Your little enemy who is so bad that he is... coaxing others again...
Red Boy saw her attitude gradually changing to her expectations, and she was secretly happy, but her face was full of tenderness. She held her mother's pretty face and gently kissed the tears on her face, and whispered: Mother, please forgive me for deceiving me... In fact, although I have saved half of the water to clean my mother in the past two days, the amount of water condensation in my child has not increased.
The Rakshasa girl opened her eyes wide and said in panic: Then you...you...you're...
Red Boy said softly: If you don’t have enough water, isn’t there any mother’s fairy liquid? Therefore, the child just praised her mother for her mellow and sweet urine, but she was not talking nonsense!
Smacking his lips, he smiled with unsatisfactory smile: A woman can also be refined into autumn ice, but autumn stone is like the red lead, which is the main medicine in my Taoist alchemy! Although my mother's urine has not been refined, and the child takes it, it is also very beneficial to the body.
The Rakshasa girl Yīng moaned, her face turned red with shame, and closed her eyes tightly, but the tears of touching surged out like a dam breaking again
Just to have water to purify yourself, the child saves drinking water and drinks himself and drowns!
She also knew the name of Qiushi, but it was true, but how could ordinary people endure the fishy smell of urine that had not been refined?
He said this, it must be just to comfort himself!
He is in love with himself, whether it is his son's filial piety to his mother or his beloved woman, this sincere heart with extreme deep affection is always unique in heaven and earth!
The person you love is so affectionate to you, so what else can your wife ask for?
The Rakshasa girl felt that her heart was about to melt and sobbed: You... Why do you want to love others so much? She didn't know what evil things she did in her previous life, but she gave birth to you, an enemy. She obviously had a son, but she came to tease others...
While pecking at her jade face, the red boy said softly: It was because the child did many good deeds in his previous life that he had been blessed to his mother's fetus! The child's love for his mother is exactly the same as the mother's love for his child. The child can even drink his mother's urine and drown. What's the harm in oozing you? Mother, don't make a little girl anymore, relax the anus and let the child finish it for you, okay?
The Rakshasa girl didn't answer, but sobbed and sobbed. Just when Red Boy lost her patience and was about to act again, she opened her misty tears and sucked her nose and said coquettishly: After doing it, it's not allowed...it's not allowed to use that stinky mouth to the relatives again...
Red Boy asked in surprise and joyfulness: In this way, the child is OK at this time... OK...
The Rakshasa girl struggled hard, and broke her face away from her son's little hand. She turned her face to the other side, and did not answer. However, the red ear beads and the hot jade neck all exposed her shame.
Red Boy was overjoyed, stretched out her mouth, kissed her rosy ear beads, opened her mouth, and put it in her mouth
The Rakshasa girl snorted softly, her neck shrank slightly, but she did not stop.
Red Boy sucked her mother's tender earlobe for a while, and then kissed her tender and smooth face like a peeling egg. Her little hand gently held her jaw, and with a slight force, the Rakshasa girl turned her face over.
But seeing her eyes closed, her beautiful face dizzy and her cheeks were very cute.
I don't know if it's because of nervousness or involuntary conditions, her long and curly eyelashes tremble slightly, her two bright red cherry lips were slightly apart, and she was breathing slightly with difficulty, spitting out a sweet smell
Red Boy was so in love that he slowly came up and sealed his mother's red lips with his little mouth.
The Rakshasa girl's delicate body trembled, and two beads of tears oozed out of the corners of her eyes. Some confinement seemed to break in her heart suddenly, and a light sound came from her soul.
When the Red Boy's tongue spread apart her mother's soft lips and began to sweep her neat teeth, the Rakshasa girl couldn't stand teasing. Um... Um...
Humph
First kiss! This must be the first kiss of my mother!
Red Boy came to the conclusion from the reaction that Rakshasa girl didn't know how to deal with it. She was very happy. While kissing her mother passionately, she tried her best to stretch her arms, and even used the method of opening her arms to make her short arms extremely long. Her palms slid down her mother's pink back, passed her waist, climbed up the two plump buttocks, grabbed and rubbed for a while, and then slid up and down her crotch.
I felt that the mouth of the clam in front of my mother was already a little wet, and the warm and smooth honey juice was slowly oozing out. The two petals of meat clams were wet. I used my fingertips to dip them on the small daisy deep in her buttocks.
Although the Rakshasa girl was so confused by her son's kiss, she also noticed something strange in the back door in a daze. She understood her son's intention, endured her shyness and tried her best to relax.
The petite anus buds squirmed like living things, slowly blooming, and released the pinker and smoother stamens in the center of the vortex
Red Boy took advantage of her relaxation and suddenly exerted force on her fingertips and drilled in.
The Rakshasa girl suddenly opened her eyes and throat whispered!
With a whine, the chrysanthemum buds immediately contracted tightly, with extremely strong force, making the red boy's knuckles hurt violently
Red Boy endured the pain and ignored her fingers. He took the opportunity to pry open his mother's teeth, penetrated into the mouth of the Rakshasa girl, chased her soft lilac tongue, and smuggled her tightly
The Rakshasa girl's eyes gradually became blurred again, and her anus was spasm and tightly tied several times, but she could not squeeze out the thin foreign object invading her body. She relaxed again under the influence of her master's intoxication.
Under his son's teasing, the Rakshasa girl finally learned to cater to her clumsyly. Although her tongue was still nervous and unyielding when her son was hooked into his mouth, she did not retract. Her nose was um, and the sweet saliva accumulated in her mouth was mostly fed into her mouth, but she still slid down the corner of her mouth.
Red Boy used the second use of distraction. He noticed that the small leather ring that was holding his fingers was gradually weakening, so he tried to thrust gently. Under this stimulation, the entire intestine of the Rakshasa girl gradually began to move.
The Rakshasa girl groaned, frowned, withdrew her tongue, and gasped: Enemies, someone...their abdomen hurt again...
Red Boy gently pointed on his mother's red lips and said softly: Mother, relax, don't be nervous anymore
The Rakshasa girl is as beautiful as water and dares not look at her son's eyes. She nods shyly, and has a pretty face red and softly yes.
Red Boy raised his skin and took a large mouthful of water mixed with vinegar into his mouth. He put it on his mother's feces door to block it, so that the water would not flow out. He stuck out his tongue and began to lick the fine wrinkles on the buds.
Although the knot in the Rakshasa girl's heart has not been fully resolved, after knowing her child's wishes, she can barely suppress the unclean and shameful thoughts. In addition, the pain in her abdomen is really unbearable, so she tried her best to relax to cooperate with her beloved son's behavior of pampering.
Red Boy licked and drilled, and finally drilled a small hole, and didn't dare to delay it. She rolled up her tongue into a tube, and put the vinegar liquid in her mouth in.
The Rakshasa girl moaned, and felt a stream of warm water pouring into her dry stomach, warm and uncomfortable, as if her beloved son's incomparable sea, flowing into her heart, her heart was uneasy, sweet and warm
Red Boy licked her mother's anus with her tongue and poured it in vinegar liquid. After more than ten times, the water bag was empty.
The intestines of Rakshasa girl were blocked in the middle of the large intestine, and her rectum was empty until she filled the vinegar liquid. She only tasted a little bitter taste on her tongue, which did not stain his mouth. It was a great blessing.
Although in order to gain the heart of a beautiful mother, even if the mouth and tongue are touched by some filth, it is not unbearable. However, it is best to avoid being dirty.
He reluctantly kissed the round buttocks a few times, and gently squeezed around his mother's anus with his little hands to help her relax
Not long after, the Rakshasa girl's abdomen sounded loudly, rolling like waves, stirring endlessly, and enduring the pain in her abdomen, she moaned: Enemies, hurry up... help me up...
Red Boy helped her mother onto the toilet. The Rakshasa girl endured the abdominal pain, but she looked down at her body and said: Little Enemy, see if the toilet was wrong? If someone sat in the wrong place...
The pretty face suddenly turned red and the glow swelled up, and then the mouth was closed
Red Boy smiled and said: That's right, that's right! This is indeed the gold-painted mother of the red-painted toilet, now she is a drinker for a child. How can she get along with each other?
After a pause, he said: Even if it’s wrong, it’s okay. Mother has soaked nectar again...
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she spat and interrupted him: Let’s stop! If you want to say such disgusting words again, you can’t think about it... you can’t think about your relatives anymore!
Red Boy smiled and with his young appearance, he felt naughty and cute, and said with a saliva: Mother doesn't like it, but if the child doesn't mention it, it's just that
Holding my mother's slender waist with one hand, covering her soft belly with the other hand, rubbing her gently, and doing her best to be considerate
The Rakshasa girl gave her son a white look, bit her fragrant lips lightly, frowned, and hummed in her nose for a long time, suddenly, bang, bang, bang... the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound
The Rakshasa girl said shyly: If your enemies think they are smelly, they will stop being angry...
The Red Boy was about to speak, but the Rakshasa girl was afraid that he would mention those shameful words again, so she interrupted quickly: I know that you love the house and the black, and I don’t hate it, but the fragrance of my daughter on my body is not as good as this? What you said a few times ago... It seems that there is no fragrance all over my body, and it is all stench... I am so embarrassed that I am so embarrassed.
Red Boy smiled slightly, but did not answer. He lifted up the skirt of her front, put his little hand inside, and directly pressed it on the soft skin of her belly, gently squeezed and rubbed it, feeling the gurgling inside
After the long fart, I waited for a moment and finally heard a buzzing sound of water. The vinegar liquid that had been poured in had squirted out, mixed with small pieces of filth as hard as gravel, and fell to the bottom of the toilet.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the ground, and Red Boy laughed in surprise: This part is really big!
The mother and son were both caged in the pungent stench that radiated from the toilet. The Rakshasa girl was already ashamed, and she was even more coquettish when she heard this and said: You...you are here to make fun of her again!
Red Boy hurriedly smiled and apologized, but continued to rub his mother's belly lightly
The part on his hand had quietly expanded a little bit, and it had even touched the edge of his mother's grassland.
While the Rakshasa girl was thrusting out the filth, she hummed in a tender voice: Enemies... don't press them down below... Don't squeeze someone out of their urine.
Red Boy hurriedly moved his little hand up and said with a smile: It’s still the mother who feels sorry for the child and is afraid that the child will be thirsty. Remember to keep it for the child now!
The Rakshasa girl blushed her son and said angrily: If you don’t keep it for you, wouldn’t you be thirsty? With your love for me, no matter what I say, you will leave me with clean water, and you will never shorten my cleaning water, and you will be wronged to drink my urine by yourself... If this is the case, if others ignore you, wouldn’t they become heartless people?
The red boy stretched his head, poured a sip of the flesh under her navel, and praised: Those who gave birth to me, and those who knew me were also mothers!
The Rakshasa girl was both funny and helpless, and laughed and scolded: Enemy! Why do you put your head there and think the smell coming from below is not smelly enough? Why don’t you avoid it quickly!
Red Boy chuckled, and kissed her hair reluctantly, then straightened her waist
The Rakshasa woman's eyes were so soft that it seemed like water dripping. She glanced at him, and she was indescribable.
Soon, the Rakshasa girl untied the dry and cracked feces in her belly. Red Boy tore off a silk silk from the sheet, reached under her buttocks, wiped the feces door and vinegar liquid sprayed onto the buttocks, threw it into the toilet, helped her mother to the bed, and raised the red paint toilet to burn the filth.
After the Red Boy turned around, she jumped onto the couch without waiting for the Rakshasa girl to greet her, and lay next to her with her mother in her arms, sniffing the fragrance on her cheeks, and was greedy.
The Rakshasa woman blushed with her pink face, her ears and neck were itchy because of his breathing. She hummed and complained: Little enemy, I might as well be on the bed! You jumped on it yourself...
Red Boy said strangely: Didn’t my mother promise me before?
The Rakshasa girl said shyly: Nonsense... When will I promise you... Don't... Don't exhale in my ears, making me itchy
Red Boy smiled and said: Didn’t your mother say that the fragrance of your daughter is better than other ones? The child has smelled a lot of her mother’s body these days. Although the child loves the smell of mother very much, he can’t tell which one is more fragrant, but since the mother is destined, the child has to reluctantly make it difficult and savor it.
The Rakshasa girl spat lightly, dizzy on her cheeks, and muttered: Is there anyone like you in the world like this? Not only do she fall in love with her own mother, but she also... tempts her own mother...
Red Boy was very happy and asked: What if he still seduced his mother?
The Rakshasa girl turned her face in shame, closed her eyes but refused to answer
Red Boy smiled slightly, pulled her face back, kissed her cheeks along her ear, and said softly: Mother, when you are well, we will marry you, let the child spoil you for the rest of his life, and love you for the rest of his life, okay?
The Rakshasa woman's eyelashes trembled a few times, opened her eyes, and her bright beautiful eyes were tender and sweet, and she was extremely ashamed and happy, but she said in her mouth: How can a mother marry her own son...that's not good...Oh! I said that you are not allowed to use the mouth that kissed her and then come to your relatives...um! Well...
Before he finished speaking, his son blocked his mouth
In a blink of an eye, her phoenix eyes, which were as bright as stars, became hazy and intoxicated as if covered with a thin layer of water mist.
The mother and son kiss each other passionately and intertwinedly
After two incense sticks, the four lips finally separated. Red Boy still sucked his mother's fragrant tongue for a while before he let go. A wisp of saliva pulled out a silver thread between the lips and the son, which was particularly lewd.
The Rakshasa girl looked at her handsome and childish little face in front of her with her beautiful eyes and loving eyes. She suddenly sighed softly and said: Injustice, injustice... You, my mother and son are in trouble with human compassion. After death, they will definitely fall into the animal realm and will never be reborn.
Red Boy chuckled and said: Mother, you and I are both practicing Taoist breathing techniques. Even if they are seriously sinful, they will enter the underworld and be punished after death. How can they go through the six realms of Buddhist reincarnation?
After a pause, he printed a kiss on his mother's smooth forehead and said affectionately: All sins are caused by the child's love for his mother, so naturally the child will bear it with all his strength and will never teach his mother to suffer.
The Rakshasa girl's eyes suddenly turned red, she flattened her mouth and said to cry: You... You said this, but you also want to learn from the old thief. Will you throw it away? Your enemy stole the hearts of others, but said that she would bear it with her... Even if she was sent to the eighteenth level of hell forever, she would still work with you!
Red Boy hugged his mother in emotion and said: Okay, my mother and son will be punished together and will never be separated forever! As long as there is a mother there, hell will be bliss!
The Rakshasa girl burst into tears and laughed sweetly
Red Boy was satisfied, hugged her mother's slender jade neck, and exchanged her eyes with her, feeling the endless tenderness and sweetness in each other's eyes, and kissed her from time to time, and was peaceful and happy in her heart, and the scenery was beautiful and charming.
However, the food is full of juice and urination is high. The Rakshasa girl has to relieve herself five or six times a day in the past three days.
Every time Red Boy served her mother to urinate, she pretended to be ignorant and immediately carried her to bed, allowing the urine between her crotch to be slowly steamed by her body.
The Rakshasa girl hesitated several times, but she had the courage to speak out once.
The Rakshasa girl is over a thousand years old. Although the Rakshasa tribe members grow slowly, their bodies are already ripe. Every time some white slurry like glutinous rice juice flows out, it is the leucorrhea of my daughter's house.
In the past, she had to take a bath every night, so naturally she didn't have much smell, but in the past three days, she couldn't move. Not only could she not take a bath, but she couldn't even wipe the remaining residue after urination. The feminine odor and urine unique to women in her crotch became stronger and stronger.
The Rakshasa girl has long stopped Red Boy from moving her to the stone platform and doing her work cross-legged
How dare she let her son fiddled with her legs and feet so that the smell would spread out from under her skirt, and she would hold her body for several hours to smell the stench?
Even so, she usually holds her in the quilt, so she can smell it at home. But whenever she wants to relieve her hands, the red boy blindfolds his eyes and lifts the quilt, and the evil and turbid air will be fully emitted, like entering a basil of abalone, making the Rakshasa girl feel ashamed.
Although there was no sign of unhesitation from the child, the Rakshasa girl was in a state of grievance and was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so embarrassed that she could not help but feel embarrassed.
As the smell of shame became more and more serious, her heart was getting more and more frustrated. If she hadn't been worried about leaving her son alone, she would have done something so sad and self-destructive, she would have long been unable to withstand this inhuman shame and bit her tongue and committed suicide.
Not only is this smell so embarrassing, but what makes her even more frightened is that she has not cleaned and wiped it for three days, and her lower body is already itchy
The petals of my daughter's vagina are the most delicate, but they need to be taken care of frequently and carefully cared for. The hair of the Rakshasa girl is dense, and the urine stains are endless. The secretions of the female vagina such as leucorrhea are not cleaned. The red boy is also afraid that her mother will catch a cold. She is covered in a warm quilt all day long. Many bacteria are happily growing and flourishing.
The Rakshasa girl naturally doesn't know what bacteria are. She only knows that since yesterday, her private parts have been slightly itchy.
If she could scratch herself, she wouldn't be able to hold it down, but she was just unable to move. Not to mention stretching out her hand to scratch, she couldn't even ease her legs tightly and rubbed her to relieve it. She couldn't sleep all night, but just bit her teeth and endured it hard.
Today, it is even more itchy, like an ant crawling, like thousands of larvae crawling under the skin of that delicate place
The Rakshasa girl gritted her teeth and endured it hard for a while, but she couldn't stand it anymore. She cruelly bit her tongue to break it with severe pain to resist the itchy itch.
After another half an hour, no matter what, I couldn't bear it anymore. Almost even the 108,000 hairs on my body were about to fall off one by one. Finally, I was so sad that I cried out.
When she cried, she immediately woke up the Red Boy who was pretending to be practicing on the stone platform. Red Boy hurriedly swallowed the pill and stopped the exercise, rushed to the couch, and asked anxiously: Why is my mother crying? But what's wrong with her body?
The Rakshasa girl turned her head and just cried. After Red Boy asked her repeatedly, she sobbed and said: It's very itchy... so itchy that people don't want to live anymore...
Red Boy breathed a sigh of relief and blamed slightly: Where is the mother itchy? Just scratching you, why don’t you speak to the child?
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that her neck turned red. She cried and whispered in aggrievedly: It’s useless to scratch... I have to make some water... to clean it...
Red Boy touched his head and said in confusion: Cleanse? Does your mother want to take a shower?
He said in a little embarrassedly: The half tank of water in the kitchen was finished yesterday. The child only condensed enough for us to drink every day. It's really... there's really not that much water for bathing...
The Rakshasa girl was so ashamed and angry that Lu Qi, Hongxi's face was tender and she had never taught her children to see these daughter's private affairs. She had to explain it clearly. She bit her lower lip and cried: Yes... It's the shameful place under my mother... Just a little water, just wash it with a scarf... Mom was so itchy... it couldn't stand it... Wuwu...
After saying that, he was both wronged and ashamed, and cried out in anger
Red Boy suddenly realized and blushed, and said hurriedly: Mother, don’t be there, let’s prepare now!
Run out
In practice, people are in good physical condition and have used countless spiritual medicines. In the past three days, his broken legs have recovered completely. He walked like flying, and he lost all the strange look of stuttering and turning when he was trapped three days ago.
After a while, Hong Chia used a washing copper basin to bring back half a basin of water. A white scarf was soaked in the water, and put the copper basin beside the couch, kowtowed, "Mother, please forgive me for being rude!"
As usual, she covered her eyes with cloth, opened the brocade quilt, carried the Rakshasa girl to the edge of the couch, let her sit up leaning against the head of the couch, kneeling between her legs that were landing outside the couch, slowly lifting up her pleated skirt
As soon as the skirt was opened, a foul smell of female vagina and urine scent immediately hit her face, like a pile of pissing on her, and the dead fish exposed to the sun suddenly appeared, which was pungent and choking.
Red Boy doesn't look at things, and his sense of smell and hearing is more sensitive than usual. Even though he is prepared, he just feels like he is vomiting and can't help but smack his tongue secretly.
The Rakshasa girl felt extremely ashamed and had no face to face her son. She cried loudly: Let me die! Let me die! Such a shame... but teaches people how to live? My son quickly holds his breath... Don't want... Don't hurt you...
To be honest, although the smell was deliberately caused by Red Boy, he did not expect it to be so strong. It was much more stinky than when he and Xin Yun went out for a self-driving trip in the mountains during the summer vacation. In the tent at night, they took off all their clothes and then came to her legs that had been covered in thick jeans for a day!
However, at this time, it was the opportunity for the Rakshasa girl to know how deep her love was. Red Boy suppressed a little discomfort and smiled and said: Did the mother forget the child’s words three days ago?
The Rakshasa girl's head was in chaos at this moment. With strong shame, even the blindfolded child was facing her naked lower body and sobbing and crying: What...what?
While twisting the scarf, the red boy said softly: The child has been in love with his mother since childhood. In the child's heart, there is no beauty or any fragrance... Even if the mother's body smells at this time, it is like orchids and musk, fragrant and fragrant, and there is no reason to dislike him.
As he said that, he took a deep breath and sighed with satisfaction to prove
The Rakshasa girl was very ashamed and embarrassed, but she was much lessened. She was moved by her heart. She seemed to be not as disgusted as her child’s inappropriate words three days ago. She couldn’t even wipe her face. She said: My son is just making my mother happy... so... so stinking, just like abalone, but what are you saying... what are you talking about? The fragrance of orchid musk...
But the red boy did not answer, suddenly stretched his neck, leaned against his mother's legs, pecked on the smelly petals covered by hair, and smiled: In this way, can the mother trust the child's wishes?
The Rakshasa girl was shocked by her son's bold and rude attack. After a while, she suddenly screamed and said stutteringly: You... how dare... how can you... how can you... so pickled and dirty there? How can my son... how can... how can...
I was so embarrassed that my whole body was hot, and my pretty face was even red as if it was about to drip. How could it take me a long time, but I couldn't continue to say it anymore
The red boy smiled sweetly, stopped talking, picked up a half-dried silk scarf, found his mother's dense grass, and began to clean up everywhere.
Sometimes it was stuffed into the crack and gently stroked it up and down, sometimes it grabbed a tuft of pubic hair and rubbed it gently, and then used a scarf to hold a piece of lip and rub it gently with two fingers...
Thousands of tenderness, endless love, unspeakable affection
The Rakshasa girl couldn't tell anything in her heart. She bit her lower lip tightly, her beautiful eyes staring at her beloved son without blinking, silently allowing him to fiddle with her daughter's shy private parts, wipe and wash, tears in her eyes no longer remained, but accumulated in her eyes, feeling dripping with tears
As the scarf was washed again and again, the water in the basin gradually became turbid. The Rakshasa girl felt that the itch that made her wish she could cut her private parts had left her body. Instead, it was another slight itch that was indescribable. Since the delicate and shy flower in the child's little hand quietly rose and gradually spread to the flower path, the narrow channel was covered with dew, and then went deeper, and finally to the deep inside of her body, the warm love nest that had allowed her beloved son to live in for more than two hundred years...
The Rakshasa girl was ashamed, ashamed, blamed herself, and felt guilty, but she was surprisingly gone three days ago. She heard her son’s feelings of disgust and disgust when she felt affection for her, but she gradually became immersed in the gentle itch that made people’s pores bloom all over her body.
The only thing is warm and love is in a heart.
When Hong Boy stretched out her left hand, groped and pushed away the grass, and pinched the beautiful flower stem at the top of her petals, her cherry lips slightly opened. After hesitating for several years, she finally stopped her from stopping her.
Red Boy is calm on the surface, but his heart is already pounding with excitement
He was so excited that he had touched and cleared his mother's private parts through a wet scarf, and now he even pinched his mother's clitoris with his own hands!
He was so irritated that he almost fainted. His legs and feet kneeling beside the couch were also trembling, pretending to be ashamed: Mother, the child just remembered that he had heard Lu Qi and the others say that the daughter's house is most likely to hide dirt here. The child was rude, so he wanted to peel it off and clean it. I hope that mother will not be surprised.
After waiting for a while, I heard a vague sound that was almost inaudible.
Red Boy suppressed his excitement and pushed the foreskin up very softly and slowly, peeling the Acacia bean out of the flesh sheath, spreading a silk scarf on his right hand, and gently pinched his two fingers.
The Rakshasa girl Yīng whispered softly, and the meat li'er at the end of her vagina subconsciously twitched twice, and she was so ashamed that she closed her beautiful eyes
The red bean had quietly become hard at some point. Through the wet thin silk scarf, the red boy could even clearly detect the thunderous thunder of the blood inside.
Although he covered his eyes, his rosy and smooth, beautiful and cute appearance as red as agate appeared in his mind.
Red Boy swallowed, knowing that although he opened his mother's heart a little, the time was far from ripe. He resisted the idea of pushing her down, carefully pinched and wiped it, breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his hands, and asked: Mother, is itchy? I wonder if there is any place that needs to be cleaned?
The Rakshasa girl was fiddled with by her son, making her whole body numb, her heart trembled, and her vagina was rippling, and she was constantly exposed. She finally resisted her shameless voice.
Seeing that he was done, he breathed a sigh of relief and said shyly like a mosquito, "It's gone..."
Red Boy put down her mother's children's skirt, served her and lie down, covered her brocade quilt, then she pulled off her blindfolded cloth, Rakshasa girl's face was red, and she turned to the hole wall and didn't dare to look at him.
Red Boy was happy, but he didn't reveal it, and poured sewage from the copper basin on the corner of the house.
The anger in the crotch has been eliminated. The Rakshasa girl rested for a while, so she asked the Red Boy to help her onto the stone platform. She continued to interrupt her practice for two days. She spent several hours in vain and still gained nothing.
Red Boy brought food and water to her mother for her treatment
Although the method of heavy control of the inner alchemy was not found, the Rakshasa girl was a little disappointed. However, leaning in her child's arms and eating with his hands, she felt a little sweet in her heart for the first time.
After finishing her meal, she suddenly remembered something, ah!
A scream of exclamation, and asked urgently: I used so much water to wash my body today, and now I drink it again, what is my son... but what is my son drinking?
Red Boy smiled and said: I have been practicing qigong these days, and the water control technique has improved greatly. Compared with the previous few days, the clear water condensed is 20% more, and the excess is enough. I have used it in the kitchen just now, so mothers don’t have to worry.
In the past few days, the time when he and the Rakshasa girl were hungry for an hour or two was staggered. He had been eating at home in the kitchen, and the Rakshasa girl was not allowed to see her. Although he felt something was wrong when he heard this, he seemed to have forgotten something. He was a little skeptical, but seeing that the beloved son's lips were not dry at all, he had to believe it.
Red Boy went to the Rakshasa girl's boudoir again, took the gold-painted toilet in her boudoir, replaced the toilet that had been used for three days in the quiet room, and said: Although my mother poured it down after every use, the toilet was used for several days without water, and there was a odor. The toilet in the mother's room has always been used by her mother. Three days ago, the maid cleaned it again, and it was very clean. My mother will use this in the future.
The woman of Rakshasa wanted to speak, saying that the toilet smell was not heavy, and she could use it for a few days before changing it. However, Red Boy had already carried it out of the door, so she just asked for it.
After this intimate cleaning, the heart of the Rakshasa girl really opened a gap.
After more than an hour, Hongboy served the Rakshasa girl again and finished her use of the toilet. She was about to carry her to bed, and she heard her mother say politely: My son, let me go... My daughter's house is not as good as you men, you can throw it clean and dry... After the woman was relieved, that... that turbulent everywhere needs to be wiped with a scarf.
Red Boy said with a thud and said ashamed: I didn't know before, but my mother was wronged.
After touching the couch for a long time, I felt the scarf on the couch's feet. I was about to reach out, but I was stunned. I said: Mother, the child has never seen a woman with a small break. Lu Qi and the others changed their clothes behind the screen, and they were all clean. The child really didn't know... I don't know where to wipe it?
The Rakshasa girl's face turned red and she said shyly: Wherever there is that...that, just wipe wherever...
Red Boy scratched her head and said: But boy... the boy can't see it!
The Rakshasa girl refused to answer, and after a while, she whispered: Since she couldn't see it, wouldn't it be better to take off the blindfolded cloth strip!
Red Boy suddenly jumped in his heart and pretended to be shocked: What? Pick... Pick? How can my mother's holy body as magnolia be tolerated... How can I be regarded? Child... How dare I spy on it?
The Rakshasa girl asked her son to take off the cloth strip and said in a word. She was already embarrassed. When she heard this, she felt angry again and pouted and muttered: I have taught you to touch it, kiss... I have taught you to kiss it. Is there anything more shameful than this? But she said that she dare not look at it... If you don't want to, let the mother get smelly and itchy under her!
But she didn't feel that the meaning of acting spoiled in this sentence was very obvious
But Red Boy could tell the difference clearly, and was overjoyed, and said to himself: Unexpectedly, such results were achieved in three days. It seems that the success was not far away!
He held his breath and blushed, and said in a trembling voice: If...so, mother forgives the crime, the child... she will open her eyes
The Rakshasa girl closed her eyes in shame and said softly: Over the past few days, my son loved me and respected me, and there was no rudeness. How could my mother turn a blind eye? Even if my son opens his eyes, he just doesn't want... Don't be more arrogant and let my mother down.
Red Boy hurriedly said: Mother is at ease, and I respect you and love you. If the mother is unhesitant, the child will never do anything!
With excitement, she held her mother's slender waist with one hand, so that she could sit firmly, unbutton the cloth belt with one hand, and open her eyes
The eyes are filled with two white and white buttocks, round as the moon, as pink as tender and juicy as ripe peaches...
Not juicy?
There was a drop of crystal water droplets hanging on the tip of the snow-white buttocks, shaking tremblingly!
From the vermilion droop that appeared, several tufts of curly hair were wet and tangled into strands, and a few drops of yellow dew were gathered on it. It trembled and fell into the bucket with a tingling sound, then gathered again, hanging on the top shakingly
Although I had seen this beautiful scene when I came back last time and became a worm when I was a child, I was open and upright, holding my mother's slender waist and doing the thing I saw in the eyes of the evil!
Red Boy swallowed, held a scarf and reached out to wipe away the residual urine from his mother's buttocks. The tentacles were as warm as nephrite and smooth as fat.
From behind to forward, brushing the tender petals hidden by the sad grass between her crotch, the scarf rubbed against the thick hair, making a rustling sound
The Rakshasa girl bit her teeth lightly, enduring her son's warm little hand through the scarf, and applied it to her own delicate flower beads, bringing a burst of softness and intoxicating pleasure that she couldn't tell.
Thinking of the fact that the back of his home was exposed to his son, he let him see it full, and he couldn't help but feel hot all over. The petals slightly retracted, and a few drops of honey quietly oozed out of his mouth.
There were also numbness and itch on my buttocks, as if I could see my son's sight.
Red Boy wiped the trauma between her mother's crotch, put the scarf to her nose, and took a deep breath
When the Rakshasa girl heard the sound of breathing, she recalled that she had put her heart in between her legs before, and sucked deeply, and guessed what the child was doing. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said coquettishly: Child! Don't smell my mother's shameful smell!
Red Boy said ah, hurriedly put away the scarf, carried her mother to the bed, and stammered with a red face and hesitated: Mother... Child... Child didn't mean it... she couldn't help herself...
The Rakshasa girl gave him a angrily look, with a very delicate look on her face, but she didn't say anything anymore
In the past few days, she has been unable to move all over. Not only did she have to put the drinking water in her son's arms and let him feed him, but she even handled the shameful things such as undressing and cleaning her lower body. The evil turbidity in her daughter's hidden and shameful place taught him to put it between her legs and smell it enough, and even asked him to touch it and kiss her!
Today, it was even more terrible. Somehow he asked him to go to the blindfolded cloth strip, teaching his son to look and touch, and after he was relieved, he dared to ask his son to wipe him.
But she didn't know that deep in her heart, she had quietly regarded her son as her only strong support, and was no longer the beloved son who used to act coquettishly in her arms.
Although she had realized that if this continues, the situation between mother and son would become more and more dangerous, the shameful thought in her heart that was becoming stronger and stronger day by day was tempting her, sliding further and further towards the evil cliff of moral collapse
Red Boy carried the toilet out of the quiet room and thought: It seems that the first step Daji said is almost done, and her mother's heart is open, so it should be time to tease her with something even more shameful.
When I came to the kitchen, I carefully poured my mother's warm urine from the toilet into a clay pot. After hesitating, I drank the salty and sour hot urine with a scent of sour smell. I also thought: It was a little sour than Xinyun's, but the smell was not as thick as Daji's splashing into her mouth, so it was not difficult to swallow. When should she let her know that she "drink a little water in order to store water and cleanse her body, but she had to drink her urine."
This is also a big killing that is likely to touch my mother, but the most important thing at the moment is to use even more shameful means, which makes the Rakshasa woman completely lose her preservation as a mother in front of him.
Red Boy couldn't help laughing, stuffed all the fresh vegetables and vegetables left in the kitchen into the stove, and burned them to the fire.
Turning around, I opened the pottery urn containing nuts
Since this day, Red Boy told Rakshasa girl that the fresh fruit had been eaten up, so she had to use nut jerky to fill her hunger.
Although the Rakshasa girl doesn't like meat, Red Boy added a few slices of roasted bacon every meal, and advised her: The mother has not found a way to move. If she stops eating some meat, her body will become weaker and weaker, and the child will feel heartbroken.
The Rakshasa girl's heart was slightly sweet, so she just ate it with his hands.
These nut jerky meats are very different from the fresh fruits a few days ago. There are so many residues. After only one day, the Rakshasa girl obviously felt a little heavy in her belly.
However, a few days ago, she was determined to hold it in. The previous stool was already sucked dry by her intestines, and it became dry and hard, and was stuffed into the middle part of the intestine like a stone, but it made her not feel anxious for the time being.
On the afternoon of the third day when I was able to eat nut jerky, the Rakshasa girl suddenly felt a pain in her stomach and fell very quickly. She couldn't help but make a sound. Hongboy hurriedly rushed over and asked in panic: What's wrong with her mother? But what's wrong with her?
Although the Rakshasa girl has been used to being slacking off her son's eyes these days, she let him wipe her lower body, and even used a clean water scarf to clean her body, she did not let him put a cloth strip on her, but she was not allowed to stare at her lower body and keep looking at her. However, when she was about to defecate in front of her beloved son, she was still very shy and bit her lower lip and said stuttering: Mom... Mom, I want to come up with Da Gong...
Red Boy breathed a sigh of relief, ran out, lifted the toilet that took out the quiet room three days ago and explained: This matter is very serious, and it is not easy to clean the toilet at the moment. It is better not to use the toilet that my mother had removed for a good reason, so let's feel aggrieved, just use the previous one!
While lifting up her mother's skirt, she showed her beautiful buttocks and hugging her on the toilet, she complained slightly: Mother, don't say it at this time, but I forgot, Mother, you haven't been relieved in five days! Don't get any secret illnesses!
The Rakshasa girl practiced Taoism since she was a child and has always been vegetarian. She has not suffered from serious illness for more than a thousand years, and has never suffered from constipation for more than three days. When she heard this, she was surprised and didn't care about being shy. She asked anxiously: My son, this...will this still endure a secret disease?
Red Boy nodded and said: Why isn't it? Two years ago, Hongxiu was greedy and ate a lot of hot things at one time. After six or seven days of not being able to take action, there were a lot of red spots on her face! If it weren't for the child... Well, Luqi later treated her for a long time before she could get better!
Although this matter was true, it was because he accidentally missed the interesting story of Wei Xinyun's enema. When his hands were itchy, he deliberately used star anise, pepper, dogwood, ginger and other hot spices to make a pot of fragrant wild game to coax two girls to eat
Because Lu Qi was not used to the spicy energy, she didn't eat much, but Hongxiu was deceived. Afterwards, she was constipated for several days, and finally coaxed Hong Chi'er to make her feel heartbroken.
Hongxiu felt embarrassed in front of Luqi, so he pressed Luqi down and taught her to give it a drink. After that, Hongbo picked two girls and chrysanthemums naturally.
However, Hongxiu is a flower demon with a delicate physique and is still caused by those spicy things to have red spots for a few days. It is not what Hongboy expected.
The Rakshasa girl also vaguely remembered that Hongxiu had been sick two years ago, and had many red spots on her face, which was very terrifying. She couldn't help but change her face and regretted her heart.
I dare not delay because of shame, sit on the toilet and work hard, um, yeah, and it made my pink face turn red
But not only did she hold it in for five days, but she was fed nuts and bacon by her beloved son for three days. The residue was dry and she was bedridden for a long time. The qi was stagnant, causing the large intestine to be ineffective and the dregs stopped. In traditional Chinese medicine, it was called the qi secret disease. If her black snail was tightened, her buttocks were loose and loose, and she tossed and tossed, but where could she solve it?
Red Boy held her mother's weak willow waist, pressed her hand on her soft belly and gently rubbed her, asking with concern: What do you think about mother? Why haven't you... come out yet?
The woman with Rakshasa felt pain in her abdomen. She fell very quickly, but she couldn't squeeze it out. She recalled the red spots on her face during Hongxiu's illness. The more she was anxious and afraid, she felt that tears were everywhere in her eyes.
Hearing his son's concern, he couldn't help but flatten his mouth, feeling aggrieved, and said in a slight crying voice: I... I can't understand...
Others? Others!
Red Boy almost thought she had heard it wrong, but looking at her mother's watery phoenix eyes full of panic and aggrieved, her pitiful expression echoed in her ears, and a sense of passion rose up in her heart. She just wanted to laugh. Deep down in her heart, her mother had completely regarded herself as her close lover and acted coquettishly to herself!
Red Boy tried her best to hold it back, so that the voice did not reveal the joy. Is it fake? If it really can't be solved, then there is only... I can only try the solution for Hongxiu last time.
The Rakshasa girl was happy and asked: What method?
Red Boy blushed and hesitated: That's...that's just pouring water into her stomach from behind, and naturally...that's naturally...that's going to come out...
The Rakshasa girl exclaimed, and immediately felt embarrassed and blushed, but only hesitated for half a stick of incense, then she lowered her head and said shyly: Then... Then, I'm not... Isn't going to prepare quickly?
Although she is virtuous and conservative, she is also a mother, but the facts have proved that no matter which woman, her love for beauty is the most important thing in her heart.
Between the shame of being poured into clean water from the feces by her biological beloved son and then forced to excrete, and the threat of letting go and causing erythema on the face, even if she is as reserved as her, she chose the former without surprise.
Red Boy was overjoyed. Before she could persuade her, she said it herself!
Don’t look at her short words, which is a world of difference between the effect of her helpless agreement after being persuaded by herself!
Red Boy felt her blood boiling all over her body, and took her back to the couch and said: Mother, wait a moment!
Then he ran out, took out the wine bag that had been prepared in the kitchen, poured some vinegar into it, and cast a spell to condense half a bag of water, shaking and mixing
Seeing that his beloved son took his skin and turned around, the Rakshasa girl had a pretty red face, and the autumn waves were floating around, and she hid everywhere, and she never dared to touch her son.
Red Boy pretended to be helpless and apologized: Mother, the child is incompetent, but he can't find a thinner tube. When he poured the red sleeves in the previous year, the child went to the hole to cut a thin bamboo, but now... the mouth of the skin is indeed a little bigger, and he will teach his mother to suffer.
The Rakshasa girl quickly glanced at the copper mouth of the skin that was the size of a wine cup, showing fear, then quickly looked away, blushed and said with fear: How... how can you put it in? No... can't...
Red Boy gritted his teeth and said: For the sake of his mother, he always needs to try his mother. The child is rude!
Come up, pick up the Rakshasa girl, put her mother on the couch, spread her legs apart and kneel on the edge of the couch, and stick out her round and plump buttocks
With a pilgrimage-like respect, the Red Boy slowly lifted up his mother's skirt. He saw two snow-white full moons slightly separated, the color of the deep buttocks was slightly darker, and a pink tight flower bud was hidden deep in it, trembling slightly shyly
Rakshasa girl YīngNíng With a soft hum, she hid her pretty red face in the brocade quilt. In addition to being ashamed, she felt a faint feeling of unspeakable expectation in her heart
She has taught her child to see the shame of her lower body in the past few days. Now she has taught her daughter to see the most secret and slutty feces in her daughter's house.
Although the child once said that he liked every part of himself, the place behind was a dirty place where manure came from...
Will my son love you?
Do you feel disgusted and disgusted?
Red Boy adjusts his breathing and puts the copper cast bag on his mother's anus
The hot chrysanthemum buds touched the cold copper mouth, and the two pink buttocks subconsciously stretched tightly, and the wrinkled chrysanthemums also surging into the body.
Red Boy gently pats his mother's smooth buttocks with his little hands, and said softly: Don't be afraid, mother, relax
After the Rakshasa girl was shy and relaxed a little, she slightly pressed her copper mouth toward the center of the small vortex
This skin is not small, and the copper mouth at the plug is naturally large, almost all the Rakshasa girl can put the whole daisy in it.
In addition, the Rakshasa girl was first exposed to the foreign object in more than a thousand years. Her son's burning gaze stimulated her little shy flower. The subconscious shyness of her daughter's family made her unconsciously resist opening the small hole. The small leather ring was so nervous that it contracted and tense. How could it be loose?
Red Boy was sweating profusely, but as soon as he entered a small arc, he was squeezed out by the strong contraction inside. The Rakshasa girl frowned, her teeth were bitten lightly, and she was sizzling from time to time.
Red Boy made a cruel decision, pressed the copper mouth and pushed it hard, barely stuffed it in half this time, but it was squeezed out faster than the previous few times.
The Rakshasa girl frowned tightly, and exclaimed softly, and hummed softly: It hurts...
Red Boy said helplessly: Mother, it seems that this method is not going to work.
The Rakshasa girl was both ashamed and anxious and said anxiously: What if she did it? Do you... do you have other ways?
Red Boy pretended to think for a while, then suddenly looked up and said: Mother, please forgive me for the crime of blasphemy!
The Rakshasa woman said strangely: What a blasphemy...
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the child hugged his buttocks with both hands, and then, a warm and moist thing was gently scraped on his feces door.
The Rakshasa girl screamed in surprise and tried her best to turn around. Then she saw that it was her son who had closed his eyes and was using his soft tongue to lick the hole that her dirty things came out!
The Rakshasa girl was shocked, and she was terrified and moved. Two lines of beads burst out instantly. She shook her head vigorously to hide the earth-shaking changes in her heart, and cried: And... Let's stop! My son quickly! There... there is so dirty, how can it be...
But the red boy didn't answer, licked her tongue all over her anus, straightened her tongue and tried to drill in.
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she was so angry that she would not tell her son that her tongue would invade the evil hole.
Red Boy said helplessly: Mother, the water bag is too big to enter. For the sake of this, only the child uses his mouth to feed you... But you closed so hard, but how can you teach the child how to succeed?
The Rakshasa girl shook her head and cried: Don’t Ti! Don’t Ti! I would rather die than teach you to do such a humble and carefree thing for me!
Red Boy smiled slightly, walked to her mother's side, grabbed her jade face with her little hands, twisted her face to face, looked at her face full of tears, and said softly: What is this a shameful thing? My mother gave birth to me and raised me, loved me, and was kind to me. Even if the child was crushed to pieces, she would not be able to repay her. As long as the mother was in good health, what would it be like to do something for her mother?
The Rakshasa girl's face was held by her son's hands, and she couldn't hide it. She closed her eyes and cried, and she tossed and turned and just cried: No... This matter is definitely not possible... Others... They are so dirty...
Red Boy stretched out her mouth, kissed her white forehead gently, and said: Mother, you forgot that you are not only a kind mother that the child respects, but also a woman that the child loves the most in this life! I love your charming appearance when you are shy, your pretty appearance when you are angry, your eyebrows, your eyes, your bamboo shoots and buttocks... I even love the mellowness of your urine and drowsiness, and the fragrance between your crotch. In the eyes of the child, the mother's body is beautiful and fragrant, so how can there be a little dirty and unclean?
The girl's heart trembled slightly from her heart to the tip of her heart. She felt a wave of numbness and warmth flowing down from her forehead by her son's lips, and she was lazy and comfortable all over.
Opening his confused tears, he pouted and sobbed: Your little enemy who is so bad that he is... coaxing others again...
Red Boy saw her attitude gradually changing to her expectations, and she was secretly happy, but her face was full of tenderness. She held her mother's pretty face and gently kissed the tears on her face, and whispered: Mother, please forgive me for deceiving me... In fact, although I have saved half of the water to clean my mother in the past two days, the amount of water condensation in my child has not increased.
The Rakshasa girl opened her eyes wide and said in panic: Then you...you...you're...
Red Boy said softly: If you don’t have enough water, isn’t there any mother’s fairy liquid? Therefore, the child just praised her mother for her mellow and sweet urine, but she was not talking nonsense!
Smacking his lips, he smiled with unsatisfactory smile: A woman can also be refined into autumn ice, but autumn stone is like the red lead, which is the main medicine in my Taoist alchemy! Although my mother's urine has not been refined, and the child takes it, it is also very beneficial to the body.
The Rakshasa girl Yīng moaned, her face turned red with shame, and closed her eyes tightly, but the tears of touching surged out like a dam breaking again
Just to have water to purify yourself, the child saves drinking water and drinks himself and drowns!
She also knew the name of Qiushi, but it was true, but how could ordinary people endure the fishy smell of urine that had not been refined?
He said this, it must be just to comfort himself!
He is in love with himself, whether it is his son's filial piety to his mother or his beloved woman, this sincere heart with extreme deep affection is always unique in heaven and earth!
The person you love is so affectionate to you, so what else can your wife ask for?
The Rakshasa girl felt that her heart was about to melt and sobbed: You... Why do you want to love others so much? She didn't know what evil things she did in her previous life, but she gave birth to you, an enemy. She obviously had a son, but she came to tease others...
While pecking at her jade face, the red boy said softly: It was because the child did many good deeds in his previous life that he had been blessed to his mother's fetus! The child's love for his mother is exactly the same as the mother's love for his child. The child can even drink his mother's urine and drown. What's the harm in oozing you? Mother, don't make a little girl anymore, relax the anus and let the child finish it for you, okay?
The Rakshasa girl didn't answer, but sobbed and sobbed. Just when Red Boy lost her patience and was about to act again, she opened her misty tears and sucked her nose and said coquettishly: After doing it, it's not allowed...it's not allowed to use that stinky mouth to the relatives again...
Red Boy asked in surprise and joyfulness: In this way, the child is OK at this time... OK...
The Rakshasa girl struggled hard, and broke her face away from her son's little hand. She turned her face to the other side, and did not answer. However, the red ear beads and the hot jade neck all exposed her shame.
Red Boy was overjoyed, stretched out her mouth, kissed her rosy ear beads, opened her mouth, and put it in her mouth
The Rakshasa girl snorted softly, her neck shrank slightly, but she did not stop.
Red Boy sucked her mother's tender earlobe for a while, and then kissed her tender and smooth face like a peeling egg. Her little hand gently held her jaw, and with a slight force, the Rakshasa girl turned her face over.
But seeing her eyes closed, her beautiful face dizzy and her cheeks were very cute.
I don't know if it's because of nervousness or involuntary conditions, her long and curly eyelashes tremble slightly, her two bright red cherry lips were slightly apart, and she was breathing slightly with difficulty, spitting out a sweet smell
Red Boy was so in love that he slowly came up and sealed his mother's red lips with his little mouth.
The Rakshasa girl's delicate body trembled, and two beads of tears oozed out of the corners of her eyes. Some confinement seemed to break in her heart suddenly, and a light sound came from her soul.
When the Red Boy's tongue spread apart her mother's soft lips and began to sweep her neat teeth, the Rakshasa girl couldn't stand teasing. Um... Um...
Humph
First kiss! This must be the first kiss of my mother!
Red Boy came to the conclusion from the reaction that Rakshasa girl didn't know how to deal with it. She was very happy. While kissing her mother passionately, she tried her best to stretch her arms, and even used the method of opening her arms to make her short arms extremely long. Her palms slid down her mother's pink back, passed her waist, climbed up the two plump buttocks, grabbed and rubbed for a while, and then slid up and down her crotch.
I felt that the mouth of the clam in front of my mother was already a little wet, and the warm and smooth honey juice was slowly oozing out. The two petals of meat clams were wet. I used my fingertips to dip them on the small daisy deep in her buttocks.
Although the Rakshasa girl was so confused by her son's kiss, she also noticed something strange in the back door in a daze. She understood her son's intention, endured her shyness and tried her best to relax.
The petite anus buds squirmed like living things, slowly blooming, and released the pinker and smoother stamens in the center of the vortex
Red Boy took advantage of her relaxation and suddenly exerted force on her fingertips and drilled in.
The Rakshasa girl suddenly opened her eyes and throat whispered!
With a whine, the chrysanthemum buds immediately contracted tightly, with extremely strong force, making the red boy's knuckles hurt violently
Red Boy endured the pain and ignored her fingers. He took the opportunity to pry open his mother's teeth, penetrated into the mouth of the Rakshasa girl, chased her soft lilac tongue, and smuggled her tightly
The Rakshasa girl's eyes gradually became blurred again, and her anus was spasm and tightly tied several times, but she could not squeeze out the thin foreign object invading her body. She relaxed again under the influence of her master's intoxication.
Under his son's teasing, the Rakshasa girl finally learned to cater to her clumsyly. Although her tongue was still nervous and unyielding when her son was hooked into his mouth, she did not retract. Her nose was um, and the sweet saliva accumulated in her mouth was mostly fed into her mouth, but she still slid down the corner of her mouth.
Red Boy used the second use of distraction. He noticed that the small leather ring that was holding his fingers was gradually weakening, so he tried to thrust gently. Under this stimulation, the entire intestine of the Rakshasa girl gradually began to move.
The Rakshasa girl groaned, frowned, withdrew her tongue, and gasped: Enemies, someone...their abdomen hurt again...
Red Boy gently pointed on his mother's red lips and said softly: Mother, relax, don't be nervous anymore
The Rakshasa girl is as beautiful as water and dares not look at her son's eyes. She nods shyly, and has a pretty face red and softly yes.
Red Boy raised his skin and took a large mouthful of water mixed with vinegar into his mouth. He put it on his mother's feces door to block it, so that the water would not flow out. He stuck out his tongue and began to lick the fine wrinkles on the buds.
Although the knot in the Rakshasa girl's heart has not been fully resolved, after knowing her child's wishes, she can barely suppress the unclean and shameful thoughts. In addition, the pain in her abdomen is really unbearable, so she tried her best to relax to cooperate with her beloved son's behavior of pampering.
Red Boy licked and drilled, and finally drilled a small hole, and didn't dare to delay it. She rolled up her tongue into a tube, and put the vinegar liquid in her mouth in.
The Rakshasa girl moaned, and felt a stream of warm water pouring into her dry stomach, warm and uncomfortable, as if her beloved son's incomparable sea, flowing into her heart, her heart was uneasy, sweet and warm
Red Boy licked her mother's anus with her tongue and poured it in vinegar liquid. After more than ten times, the water bag was empty.
The intestines of Rakshasa girl were blocked in the middle of the large intestine, and her rectum was empty until she filled the vinegar liquid. She only tasted a little bitter taste on her tongue, which did not stain his mouth. It was a great blessing.
Although in order to gain the heart of a beautiful mother, even if the mouth and tongue are touched by some filth, it is not unbearable. However, it is best to avoid being dirty.
He reluctantly kissed the round buttocks a few times, and gently squeezed around his mother's anus with his little hands to help her relax
Not long after, the Rakshasa girl's abdomen sounded loudly, rolling like waves, stirring endlessly, and enduring the pain in her abdomen, she moaned: Enemies, hurry up... help me up...
Red Boy helped her mother onto the toilet. The Rakshasa girl endured the abdominal pain, but she looked down at her body and said: Little Enemy, see if the toilet was wrong? If someone sat in the wrong place...
The pretty face suddenly turned red and the glow swelled up, and then the mouth was closed
Red Boy smiled and said: That's right, that's right! This is indeed the gold-painted mother of the red-painted toilet, now she is a drinker for a child. How can she get along with each other?
After a pause, he said: Even if it’s wrong, it’s okay. Mother has soaked nectar again...
The Rakshasa girl was so embarrassed that she spat and interrupted him: Let’s stop! If you want to say such disgusting words again, you can’t think about it... you can’t think about your relatives anymore!
Red Boy smiled and with his young appearance, he felt naughty and cute, and said with a saliva: Mother doesn't like it, but if the child doesn't mention it, it's just that
Holding my mother's slender waist with one hand, covering her soft belly with the other hand, rubbing her gently, and doing her best to be considerate
The Rakshasa girl gave her son a white look, bit her fragrant lips lightly, frowned, and hummed in her nose for a long time, suddenly, bang, bang, bang... the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound
The Rakshasa girl said shyly: If your enemies think they are smelly, they will stop being angry...
The Red Boy was about to speak, but the Rakshasa girl was afraid that he would mention those shameful words again, so she interrupted quickly: I know that you love the house and the black, and I don’t hate it, but the fragrance of my daughter on my body is not as good as this? What you said a few times ago... It seems that there is no fragrance all over my body, and it is all stench... I am so embarrassed that I am so embarrassed.
Red Boy smiled slightly, but did not answer. He lifted up the skirt of her front, put his little hand inside, and directly pressed it on the soft skin of her belly, gently squeezed and rubbed it, feeling the gurgling inside
After the long fart, I waited for a moment and finally heard a buzzing sound of water. The vinegar liquid that had been poured in had squirted out, mixed with small pieces of filth as hard as gravel, and fell to the bottom of the toilet.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the ground, and Red Boy laughed in surprise: This part is really big!
The mother and son were both caged in the pungent stench that radiated from the toilet. The Rakshasa girl was already ashamed, and she was even more coquettish when she heard this and said: You...you are here to make fun of her again!
Red Boy hurriedly smiled and apologized, but continued to rub his mother's belly lightly
The part on his hand had quietly expanded a little bit, and it had even touched the edge of his mother's grassland.
While the Rakshasa girl was thrusting out the filth, she hummed in a tender voice: Enemies... don't press them down below... Don't squeeze someone out of their urine.
Red Boy hurriedly moved his little hand up and said with a smile: It’s still the mother who feels sorry for the child and is afraid that the child will be thirsty. Remember to keep it for the child now!
The Rakshasa girl blushed her son and said angrily: If you don’t keep it for you, wouldn’t you be thirsty? With your love for me, no matter what I say, you will leave me with clean water, and you will never shorten my cleaning water, and you will be wronged to drink my urine by yourself... If this is the case, if others ignore you, wouldn’t they become heartless people?
The red boy stretched his head, poured a sip of the flesh under her navel, and praised: Those who gave birth to me, and those who knew me were also mothers!
The Rakshasa girl was both funny and helpless, and laughed and scolded: Enemy! Why do you put your head there and think the smell coming from below is not smelly enough? Why don’t you avoid it quickly!
Red Boy chuckled, and kissed her hair reluctantly, then straightened her waist
The Rakshasa woman's eyes were so soft that it seemed like water dripping. She glanced at him, and she was indescribable.
Soon, the Rakshasa girl untied the dry and cracked feces in her belly. Red Boy tore off a silk silk from the sheet, reached under her buttocks, wiped the feces door and vinegar liquid sprayed onto the buttocks, threw it into the toilet, helped her mother to the bed, and raised the red paint toilet to burn the filth.
After the Red Boy turned around, she jumped onto the couch without waiting for the Rakshasa girl to greet her, and lay next to her with her mother in her arms, sniffing the fragrance on her cheeks, and was greedy.
The Rakshasa woman blushed with her pink face, her ears and neck were itchy because of his breathing. She hummed and complained: Little enemy, I might as well be on the bed! You jumped on it yourself...
Red Boy said strangely: Didn’t my mother promise me before?
The Rakshasa girl said shyly: Nonsense... When will I promise you... Don't... Don't exhale in my ears, making me itchy
Red Boy smiled and said: Didn’t your mother say that the fragrance of your daughter is better than other ones? The child has smelled a lot of her mother’s body these days. Although the child loves the smell of mother very much, he can’t tell which one is more fragrant, but since the mother is destined, the child has to reluctantly make it difficult and savor it.
The Rakshasa girl spat lightly, dizzy on her cheeks, and muttered: Is there anyone like you in the world like this? Not only do she fall in love with her own mother, but she also... tempts her own mother...
Red Boy was very happy and asked: What if he still seduced his mother?
The Rakshasa girl turned her face in shame, closed her eyes but refused to answer
Red Boy smiled slightly, pulled her face back, kissed her cheeks along her ear, and said softly: Mother, when you are well, we will marry you, let the child spoil you for the rest of his life, and love you for the rest of his life, okay?
The Rakshasa woman's eyelashes trembled a few times, opened her eyes, and her bright beautiful eyes were tender and sweet, and she was extremely ashamed and happy, but she said in her mouth: How can a mother marry her own son...that's not good...Oh! I said that you are not allowed to use the mouth that kissed her and then come to your relatives...um! Well...
Before he finished speaking, his son blocked his mouth
In a blink of an eye, her phoenix eyes, which were as bright as stars, became hazy and intoxicated as if covered with a thin layer of water mist.
The mother and son kiss each other passionately and intertwinedly
After two incense sticks, the four lips finally separated. Red Boy still sucked his mother's fragrant tongue for a while before he let go. A wisp of saliva pulled out a silver thread between the lips and the son, which was particularly lewd.
The Rakshasa girl looked at her handsome and childish little face in front of her with her beautiful eyes and loving eyes. She suddenly sighed softly and said: Injustice, injustice... You, my mother and son are in trouble with human compassion. After death, they will definitely fall into the animal realm and will never be reborn.
Red Boy chuckled and said: Mother, you and I are both practicing Taoist breathing techniques. Even if they are seriously sinful, they will enter the underworld and be punished after death. How can they go through the six realms of Buddhist reincarnation?
After a pause, he printed a kiss on his mother's smooth forehead and said affectionately: All sins are caused by the child's love for his mother, so naturally the child will bear it with all his strength and will never teach his mother to suffer.
The Rakshasa girl's eyes suddenly turned red, she flattened her mouth and said to cry: You... You said this, but you also want to learn from the old thief. Will you throw it away? Your enemy stole the hearts of others, but said that she would bear it with her... Even if she was sent to the eighteenth level of hell forever, she would still work with you!
Red Boy hugged his mother in emotion and said: Okay, my mother and son will be punished together and will never be separated forever! As long as there is a mother there, hell will be bliss!
The Rakshasa girl burst into tears and laughed sweetly
Red Boy was satisfied, hugged her mother's slender jade neck, and exchanged her eyes with her, feeling the endless tenderness and sweetness in each other's eyes, and kissed her from time to time, and was peaceful and happy in her heart, and the scenery was beautiful and charming.
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