Ladies and gentlemen,may I have yur attentin……
Late at night, there were sparse figures in the wide airport lobby, and there were reports of different flights or arrivals or delays in the air. At the exit of the VIP channel of the Macau International Airport, there were still many people waiting for the plane to wait.
A petite woman in a gray suit skirt stood inconspicuously in the crowd. She came to pick up her return boss. The plane was late and she had been standing here for more than an hour, but she didn't dare to walk away to the seat not far away to take a rest, for fear that her boss would not see her as soon as she walked out of the passage and threatened her work...
A young man wearing a floral shirt and shorts wearing sunglasses and was chewing something in his mouth. He couldn't help but yawn, subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out the lighter and just noticed something was wrong, so he shook his head and stuffed the cigarette into his pocket...
A man in a white suit pulled off his tie and unbuttoned the top button on the shirt, forcing his tiredness to move his eyes from the watch and the exit, as if this would make time pass faster...
Everyone's life is a path of their own. At a certain time and place, they meet with others, and then some stories are destined to happen.
A woman came from a distance. She was tall, graceful and plump. As she walked around, her beautiful body kept looming under the dark blue velvet cheongsam. Black stilettos stepped on the floor tiles, making a sound of tapping and tapping.
As she approached, the crowd's attention was pulled over, and the originally drowsy atmosphere seemed to be wiped out suddenly.
Even the exhausted petite woman couldn't help but look at her twice, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: So elegant, so beautiful...
The man in the suit has tidied his shirt, tidied his hair, and unconsciously put on his best figure; the young man in the flower shirt no longer chews the chewing gum or betel nut in his mouth, and stands in a conscious and most casual position, secretly observes under the cover of his sunglasses
The woman's hair was combed neatly, and she simply tied it into a bun behind her head, with a diamond hair accessories in the shape of a butterfly hanging on it. As she walked, she was flying
Her well-proportioned arms were gently tucked in front of her, her hands were put together, holding a white handbag, and the diamond bracelet on her left wrist shook gently with the rhythmic knocking of her index finger, reflecting the cold lights in the airport hall.
Her breasts under the cheongsam were raised high, and her plump buttocks were clearly visible. Her figure was proud but not too abrupt. She was sexy and charming, but she was also a slight alienation, making people dare not get close.
The woman seemed to have been used to the attention of the crowd. She walked slowly with a faint smile on her lips, walked to the position facing the exit, and stood quietly
As she approached, the crowd unconsciously made a distance. No one noticed the deep affection and eager desire in her eyes under her sunglasses.
It seems like a century is so long, and it seems like a moment has just passed. I don’t know how long the sound of the airport broadcast has sounded, and people gradually began to walk out at the exit of the passage.
There are business people and lone travelers. They are light cars, holding a bag in their hands or carrying a bag on their backs, and they are the first to come out.
I received the person I wanted to pick up. Many people who had been waiting for a long time had no time to pay attention to other things. However, those who continued to wait noticed another beautiful scenery that came out of the passage.
A graceful figure walked slowly from the depths of the passage. The woman was wearing a pair of black high-heeled sandals on her feet, a pair of very ordinary gray-white jeans on her legs, a white chiffon outer wear, and a black suspender T-shirt inside. The clothes were all very ordinary clothes, but they were highlighted by her beautiful body and began to become unique.
Her body proportions are very good, and her extremely fit jeans perfectly interpret the almost perfect figure. Her breasts are just big that conforms to Asian aesthetics. Her legs are the perfect length and thickness that men like the most. Her waist is the jealous and crazy willow waist. Her hips are just straight and firm. They are neither too exaggerated nor too implicit.
From a distance, she showed a unique and ordinary but deeply rooted in the hearts of the beauty, like a breeze caused by the girl next door passing by the window, like a cool breeze blowing away the scorching heat before the sudden rain on the summer night, rushing towards her, light and pleasant, refreshing
As she approached step by step, the fresh feeling changed again
Her hair was obviously just permed and dyed, and it was drooping lightly by her shoulders. The two diamond earrings on her ears flashed slightly, which was the only jewelry she had on her body, but it played the finishing touch; but the more important thing was that the nose and cherry lips exposed outside were covered by sunglasses, even if the corner of her mouth was slightly raised, her temperament kept changing, either gentle, moving, reserved, or happy.
Because of sunglasses, she couldn't see her specific face clearly, but whether it was her nose and mouth under the sunglasses, or her pointed chin, she was silently telling her master's beauty.
If the cheongsam woman just now was a colorful Chinese painting peony, which made people dare to secretly appreciate but not look directly at her, then the woman in front of her was a simple and elegant ink-wash green bamboo, which used only black and white colors to outline the endless elegance, making people feel close to each other, but extremely pity-loving
Beautiful women always dress themselves up carefully because they know that as long as they have a random movement and expression, they will blend with the environment around them to form a beautiful picture, so no matter how they describe and outline it, it is worth it.
Of course, most of the time, they dress up carefully out of nature and respect for the stage in the world, but more so, they are for those who please themselves, or perhaps those who please themselves,
For a moment, those who witnessed these two scrolls felt a little lucky, but then they discovered a lucky person
These two beautiful scrolls intersected on a man or a boy. He walked out of the exit side by side with the woman who later came to the cheongsam, and hugged her tightly.
He is tall, strong, and dressed in a fashionable way. He is tightly clasped with the young woman beside him. He should have a feeling that the two are very compatible, but for some reason, they always make people feel that they are siblings, not lovers...
Ling Baibing felt a little sad. She had already seen the eyes of passers-by. No matter how much she deceived herself, the age gap between the two could not be compensated. Her thoughts might be a joke in Tang Manqing's eyes, right?
Thinking in my heart, I felt a little depressed on my face, but I didn't expect that Tang Manqing had let go of Li Siping and opened his arms to him
Girl, you look so good today! Tang Manqing's tone is very sincere, not pretending to be intimate. The two have known each other for a long time. After opening up, they even went through many phone calls, using Tang Manqing's emotional intelligence, she knew how to express herself so that everyone would not be embarrassed.
Are you tired? The plane is so late! Siping is the same. Why did he come here in the middle of the night? It made me unable to sleep well...
Listening to Tang Manqingyan complaining to her lover insincerely, Ling Baibing felt a little sore, but she felt very special. She naturally held Tang Manqing's arm and said with a smile: It's like a day without seeing each other! Siping, do you think so?
No matter how stupid Li Siping was, he knew that he could not answer the conversation at this time. He said to him: Anyway, there is nothing wrong with home, so come here early, just relax...
Glazed at the slim lover, Ling Baibing smiled and said: Sister Qing, your cheongsam is so beautiful, and your noble style comes out all at once. I am so envious!
It's not as good as you, look at this dress, I feel pretty good! Tang Manqing turned around and pinched Ling Baibing's face, and his movements were intimate, as if he had already become accustomed to it.
Ling Baibing avoided Tang Manqing's hand. She didn't have this skillful ability. From the time she was sure to come to Macau, she made up her mind to compete with Tang Manqing. Whether it was dressing or language confrontation, she made a lot of preparations.
It was not her first time meeting with Tang Manqing, and she had not had open and honest communication before this. However, the reason why she watched this meeting so seriously was that Ling Baibing felt that she appeared as Li Siping's girlfriend, not as an affair teacher or other identity
So she really wants to know what Tang Manqing thinks about her and whether she has the upper hand in the competition with her.
At first, judging from Tang Manqing's outfit, she thought the other party was the same as she thought, and wanted to compete with her, but now it seems that Tang Manqing never thought about competing with her.
It was like a punch hitting cotton, the feeling of not exerting force made her feel very depressed
Tang Manqing smiled and looked at the young woman in front of her who was originally a step-son teacher, thinking about her own thoughts while walking.
If she has no idea, it is unrealistic, but facing reality, her choice is very simple. Choose the path that suits her best, rather than the path that makes her most difficult for her.
The huge difference in age and identity made her unable to make her love with her step-son public, so she could not protect her interests through the previous methods. Facing such a strong competitor, the way she chose was not to fight.
Because not fighting, the biggest struggle
Men are half-hearted, no one is dedicated, so they must like women who are willing to let themselves be half-hearted, like this, like this, like this, like this, like this, and like this, like this, and like this, and like this, and like this, and like this, and like this, and no exception, the stepson Li Siping.
She was able to get Li Wancheng to value it so much because she had insight into the nature of men and human nature. At this point, Ling Baibing had to go through a lot of things before she could understand this truth
Human nature is an endless pursuit of beautiful things, possession or destruction, no exception
So her dressing up today is not all for jealousy with Ling Baibing. A large part of it is because she is to please herself.
After many days of separation, it was the critical moment of love for affair. It was still the exciting scene of the mother-son love that made her and Li Siping separate for so many days. Her inner torment exceeded Ling Baibing's imagination.
Thinking of this, Tang Manqing turned his head to look at the stepson following behind, and a fierce passion ignited in his eyes, but he just asked softly: Is the middle school entrance examination okay?
Ling Baibing clearly heard the spring feeling in Tang Manqing's words. The softness and wetness made her feel her face hot.
Well, I should be able to pass the exam. From the time we met, Li Siping and Tang Manqing had no physical contact except hugging. At this moment, he answered the stepmother's question, looked at her beautiful figure, and thought about her plump body under the cheongsam, and her emotions were also in a little wrong.
Tang Manqing stretched out his hand back, and was gently held by his stepson, then let go, and the tenderness and sweetness were endless in one touch.
The three of them walked out of the airport hall. Tang Manqing looked back at his stepson from time to time, his eyes full of watery spring thoughts and tenderness.
The hotel car was waiting at the door and took the three of them to where Tang Manqing lived for more than half a month.
Tang Manqing arranged for the two to live, just downstairs of her own suite, and there was also a suite with two bedrooms and a reception room.
Ling Baibing didn't bring too much, she only had a backpack with her. She took out a change of clothes from it, smiled at Tang Manqing in a naughty smile, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Tang Manqing's parents and Sisi were already asleep. Li Siping didn't have to go over and say hello. The two of them stood in the living room of the suite, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, and couldn't help but hug each other.
Missing aunt to death... Tang Manqing murmured and kissed her stepson. Her hands could not help but reach into her stepson's pants, touching the swollen and erect penis, as if crazy
I miss you too, Aunt Qing... Thinking of the stepmother's charm in the bed, Li Siping's lust also became vigorous, but after all, he was accompanied by Ling Baibing, and was not as anxious as Tang Manqing. He enjoyed the plump touch under the velvet cheongsam and whispered in the beautiful stepmother's ear: Aunt Qing, let's go to the bedroom...
What are you afraid of... You don't know... Tang Manqing was already confused by the fire of love, and she wished she would be filled at this moment, but she still followed her stepson's advice. The two of them kissed and stroked, and walked towards the other bedroom
Li Siping took the door and hesitated for a moment, but it was not locked.
Tang Manqing saw this little move, and she sneered and said: Little bad guy, she just wants something beautiful, she won't come...
After being exposed, Li Siping was slightly embarrassed, and then was attracted by the beauty of his stepmother, and his attention was all transferred to the sexy body.
Good son, aunt misses you so much...
After being rubbed and touched by the stepson, Tang Manqing's lust reached an uncontrollable edge. She couldn't help but untie Li Siping's belt, took off his pants, and quickly liberated the cock that he had been thinking about day and night. Then she held it tightly, turned around and leaned against the wall while stroking it, holding the cock to the buttocks that had just been taken off by the stepson. She turned around and said with a pleading look: Good son, come and fuck me...
Li Siping didn't tease much. He knew that his stepmother had endured it very hard, so he lifted the hem of his stepmother's cheongsam and took off his underwear to the bend of his legs. His penis followed the source of damp heat and went into the roots without any ambiguity.
Ah! Tang Manqing moaned loudly, and then there was no sound. The stepson's hot and hot cock seemed to have magic power. It suddenly put her into a wonderful realm. There was no self, no sound, no picture, only endless warmth and fatigue, which made her unwilling to wake up, just want to immerse herself in it.
But the storm still came unexpectedly. The stepson behind her brought her back to the world in an instant with violent thrusting. The strong desire floated between the two of them, between their genitals and words. The violent pleasure was as expected, but it was unique and came.
Good brother... big cock... dad... real son... brother... Tang Manqing was fucked by her stepson. She clamped her legs tightly. She felt the thick and hardness of her stepson's cock. Her high heels seemed to be unable to bear the burden of her body. She kicked her to the side, but she just tiptoed and tightened her calves, and then fucked her almost over and over again.
Feeling the stepmother's unique buttocks, Li Siping poured all the lovesickness and pity that had been around for many days on her stepmother's body, using words, hands, and cock, constantly increasing the pleasure she brought to her.
Cheongsam was untied, underwear was taken off and thrown aside. Her plump breasts were exposed to the air blown slightly by the air conditioner. Her hot skin was a little red. Her two thick nipples were pinched hard by her stepson. Her buttocks were even numb. Tang Manqing was immersed in the endless pleasure, with only meaningless moans left in her mouth, and she could no longer say meaningful words.
Ah…Ah…Woooo… OK…
The long-dry field ushered in a refreshing rainstorm. The sweat flowing wildly was like a rushing stream in spring, wet the cheongsam wrapped around the waist, and combined with the juiced liquid, flowing down the plump and white thighs, and a puddle flowed out on the flesh-colored thong. It was lewd, but beautiful.
The violent orgasm came as promised, Tang Manqing's vagina contracted violently, and the strong grip made Li Siping almost unable to control himself. Fortunately, he had already been through many battles. Before he came, Ling Baibing had a blowjob in the first class cabin to relieve the fire. Li Siping resisted the strong sense of ejaculation, hugged his stepmother's soft body and came to the bed, continuing the next round of fighting
He took off his clothes and pants, removed all the clothes on his stepmother's body, hugged the body that he had been thinking about for a long time, and inserted his firm cock into his slutty vagina after orgasm, slowly thrusting it into his slow thrust pussy after orgasm.
Aunt Qing…
Good son... Tang Manqing came back from the confused climax, felt his stepson's thrust and fucking, and said: Still so hard, you really want to fuck Auntie to death...
Do you don’t like it? Li Siping’s tone was full of jokes, thinking that women are really like that. They obviously love them so much, but they don’t admit it. Why bother?
Like... Tang Manqing Mèi smiled and gave a kiss, hugged her stepson's neck tightly, and said in a whisper: Auntie likes her good son's big cock, hard and thick, making trouble in her little pussy, as if she had to hit someone's heart every time...
Good son, good brother...oh...so comfortable...
Li Siping carried the stepmother's plump legs on her shoulders and accelerated the pace of thrusting again. He wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, because there was a woman in the other bedroom and was about to come out of the bathroom.
But he didn't know that when he was sweating profusely, the door handle turned gently, the door slightly opened a gap, and then closed it, as if nothing had happened...
Late at night, there were sparse figures in the wide airport lobby, and there were reports of different flights or arrivals or delays in the air. At the exit of the VIP channel of the Macau International Airport, there were still many people waiting for the plane to wait.
A petite woman in a gray suit skirt stood inconspicuously in the crowd. She came to pick up her return boss. The plane was late and she had been standing here for more than an hour, but she didn't dare to walk away to the seat not far away to take a rest, for fear that her boss would not see her as soon as she walked out of the passage and threatened her work...
A young man wearing a floral shirt and shorts wearing sunglasses and was chewing something in his mouth. He couldn't help but yawn, subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out the lighter and just noticed something was wrong, so he shook his head and stuffed the cigarette into his pocket...
A man in a white suit pulled off his tie and unbuttoned the top button on the shirt, forcing his tiredness to move his eyes from the watch and the exit, as if this would make time pass faster...
Everyone's life is a path of their own. At a certain time and place, they meet with others, and then some stories are destined to happen.
A woman came from a distance. She was tall, graceful and plump. As she walked around, her beautiful body kept looming under the dark blue velvet cheongsam. Black stilettos stepped on the floor tiles, making a sound of tapping and tapping.
As she approached, the crowd's attention was pulled over, and the originally drowsy atmosphere seemed to be wiped out suddenly.
Even the exhausted petite woman couldn't help but look at her twice, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: So elegant, so beautiful...
The man in the suit has tidied his shirt, tidied his hair, and unconsciously put on his best figure; the young man in the flower shirt no longer chews the chewing gum or betel nut in his mouth, and stands in a conscious and most casual position, secretly observes under the cover of his sunglasses
The woman's hair was combed neatly, and she simply tied it into a bun behind her head, with a diamond hair accessories in the shape of a butterfly hanging on it. As she walked, she was flying
Her well-proportioned arms were gently tucked in front of her, her hands were put together, holding a white handbag, and the diamond bracelet on her left wrist shook gently with the rhythmic knocking of her index finger, reflecting the cold lights in the airport hall.
Her breasts under the cheongsam were raised high, and her plump buttocks were clearly visible. Her figure was proud but not too abrupt. She was sexy and charming, but she was also a slight alienation, making people dare not get close.
The woman seemed to have been used to the attention of the crowd. She walked slowly with a faint smile on her lips, walked to the position facing the exit, and stood quietly
As she approached, the crowd unconsciously made a distance. No one noticed the deep affection and eager desire in her eyes under her sunglasses.
It seems like a century is so long, and it seems like a moment has just passed. I don’t know how long the sound of the airport broadcast has sounded, and people gradually began to walk out at the exit of the passage.
There are business people and lone travelers. They are light cars, holding a bag in their hands or carrying a bag on their backs, and they are the first to come out.
I received the person I wanted to pick up. Many people who had been waiting for a long time had no time to pay attention to other things. However, those who continued to wait noticed another beautiful scenery that came out of the passage.
A graceful figure walked slowly from the depths of the passage. The woman was wearing a pair of black high-heeled sandals on her feet, a pair of very ordinary gray-white jeans on her legs, a white chiffon outer wear, and a black suspender T-shirt inside. The clothes were all very ordinary clothes, but they were highlighted by her beautiful body and began to become unique.
Her body proportions are very good, and her extremely fit jeans perfectly interpret the almost perfect figure. Her breasts are just big that conforms to Asian aesthetics. Her legs are the perfect length and thickness that men like the most. Her waist is the jealous and crazy willow waist. Her hips are just straight and firm. They are neither too exaggerated nor too implicit.
From a distance, she showed a unique and ordinary but deeply rooted in the hearts of the beauty, like a breeze caused by the girl next door passing by the window, like a cool breeze blowing away the scorching heat before the sudden rain on the summer night, rushing towards her, light and pleasant, refreshing
As she approached step by step, the fresh feeling changed again
Her hair was obviously just permed and dyed, and it was drooping lightly by her shoulders. The two diamond earrings on her ears flashed slightly, which was the only jewelry she had on her body, but it played the finishing touch; but the more important thing was that the nose and cherry lips exposed outside were covered by sunglasses, even if the corner of her mouth was slightly raised, her temperament kept changing, either gentle, moving, reserved, or happy.
Because of sunglasses, she couldn't see her specific face clearly, but whether it was her nose and mouth under the sunglasses, or her pointed chin, she was silently telling her master's beauty.
If the cheongsam woman just now was a colorful Chinese painting peony, which made people dare to secretly appreciate but not look directly at her, then the woman in front of her was a simple and elegant ink-wash green bamboo, which used only black and white colors to outline the endless elegance, making people feel close to each other, but extremely pity-loving
Beautiful women always dress themselves up carefully because they know that as long as they have a random movement and expression, they will blend with the environment around them to form a beautiful picture, so no matter how they describe and outline it, it is worth it.
Of course, most of the time, they dress up carefully out of nature and respect for the stage in the world, but more so, they are for those who please themselves, or perhaps those who please themselves,
For a moment, those who witnessed these two scrolls felt a little lucky, but then they discovered a lucky person
These two beautiful scrolls intersected on a man or a boy. He walked out of the exit side by side with the woman who later came to the cheongsam, and hugged her tightly.
He is tall, strong, and dressed in a fashionable way. He is tightly clasped with the young woman beside him. He should have a feeling that the two are very compatible, but for some reason, they always make people feel that they are siblings, not lovers...
Ling Baibing felt a little sad. She had already seen the eyes of passers-by. No matter how much she deceived herself, the age gap between the two could not be compensated. Her thoughts might be a joke in Tang Manqing's eyes, right?
Thinking in my heart, I felt a little depressed on my face, but I didn't expect that Tang Manqing had let go of Li Siping and opened his arms to him
Girl, you look so good today! Tang Manqing's tone is very sincere, not pretending to be intimate. The two have known each other for a long time. After opening up, they even went through many phone calls, using Tang Manqing's emotional intelligence, she knew how to express herself so that everyone would not be embarrassed.
Are you tired? The plane is so late! Siping is the same. Why did he come here in the middle of the night? It made me unable to sleep well...
Listening to Tang Manqingyan complaining to her lover insincerely, Ling Baibing felt a little sore, but she felt very special. She naturally held Tang Manqing's arm and said with a smile: It's like a day without seeing each other! Siping, do you think so?
No matter how stupid Li Siping was, he knew that he could not answer the conversation at this time. He said to him: Anyway, there is nothing wrong with home, so come here early, just relax...
Glazed at the slim lover, Ling Baibing smiled and said: Sister Qing, your cheongsam is so beautiful, and your noble style comes out all at once. I am so envious!
It's not as good as you, look at this dress, I feel pretty good! Tang Manqing turned around and pinched Ling Baibing's face, and his movements were intimate, as if he had already become accustomed to it.
Ling Baibing avoided Tang Manqing's hand. She didn't have this skillful ability. From the time she was sure to come to Macau, she made up her mind to compete with Tang Manqing. Whether it was dressing or language confrontation, she made a lot of preparations.
It was not her first time meeting with Tang Manqing, and she had not had open and honest communication before this. However, the reason why she watched this meeting so seriously was that Ling Baibing felt that she appeared as Li Siping's girlfriend, not as an affair teacher or other identity
So she really wants to know what Tang Manqing thinks about her and whether she has the upper hand in the competition with her.
At first, judging from Tang Manqing's outfit, she thought the other party was the same as she thought, and wanted to compete with her, but now it seems that Tang Manqing never thought about competing with her.
It was like a punch hitting cotton, the feeling of not exerting force made her feel very depressed
Tang Manqing smiled and looked at the young woman in front of her who was originally a step-son teacher, thinking about her own thoughts while walking.
If she has no idea, it is unrealistic, but facing reality, her choice is very simple. Choose the path that suits her best, rather than the path that makes her most difficult for her.
The huge difference in age and identity made her unable to make her love with her step-son public, so she could not protect her interests through the previous methods. Facing such a strong competitor, the way she chose was not to fight.
Because not fighting, the biggest struggle
Men are half-hearted, no one is dedicated, so they must like women who are willing to let themselves be half-hearted, like this, like this, like this, like this, like this, and like this, like this, and like this, and like this, and like this, and like this, and like this, and no exception, the stepson Li Siping.
She was able to get Li Wancheng to value it so much because she had insight into the nature of men and human nature. At this point, Ling Baibing had to go through a lot of things before she could understand this truth
Human nature is an endless pursuit of beautiful things, possession or destruction, no exception
So her dressing up today is not all for jealousy with Ling Baibing. A large part of it is because she is to please herself.
After many days of separation, it was the critical moment of love for affair. It was still the exciting scene of the mother-son love that made her and Li Siping separate for so many days. Her inner torment exceeded Ling Baibing's imagination.
Thinking of this, Tang Manqing turned his head to look at the stepson following behind, and a fierce passion ignited in his eyes, but he just asked softly: Is the middle school entrance examination okay?
Ling Baibing clearly heard the spring feeling in Tang Manqing's words. The softness and wetness made her feel her face hot.
Well, I should be able to pass the exam. From the time we met, Li Siping and Tang Manqing had no physical contact except hugging. At this moment, he answered the stepmother's question, looked at her beautiful figure, and thought about her plump body under the cheongsam, and her emotions were also in a little wrong.
Tang Manqing stretched out his hand back, and was gently held by his stepson, then let go, and the tenderness and sweetness were endless in one touch.
The three of them walked out of the airport hall. Tang Manqing looked back at his stepson from time to time, his eyes full of watery spring thoughts and tenderness.
The hotel car was waiting at the door and took the three of them to where Tang Manqing lived for more than half a month.
Tang Manqing arranged for the two to live, just downstairs of her own suite, and there was also a suite with two bedrooms and a reception room.
Ling Baibing didn't bring too much, she only had a backpack with her. She took out a change of clothes from it, smiled at Tang Manqing in a naughty smile, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Tang Manqing's parents and Sisi were already asleep. Li Siping didn't have to go over and say hello. The two of them stood in the living room of the suite, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, and couldn't help but hug each other.
Missing aunt to death... Tang Manqing murmured and kissed her stepson. Her hands could not help but reach into her stepson's pants, touching the swollen and erect penis, as if crazy
I miss you too, Aunt Qing... Thinking of the stepmother's charm in the bed, Li Siping's lust also became vigorous, but after all, he was accompanied by Ling Baibing, and was not as anxious as Tang Manqing. He enjoyed the plump touch under the velvet cheongsam and whispered in the beautiful stepmother's ear: Aunt Qing, let's go to the bedroom...
What are you afraid of... You don't know... Tang Manqing was already confused by the fire of love, and she wished she would be filled at this moment, but she still followed her stepson's advice. The two of them kissed and stroked, and walked towards the other bedroom
Li Siping took the door and hesitated for a moment, but it was not locked.
Tang Manqing saw this little move, and she sneered and said: Little bad guy, she just wants something beautiful, she won't come...
After being exposed, Li Siping was slightly embarrassed, and then was attracted by the beauty of his stepmother, and his attention was all transferred to the sexy body.
Good son, aunt misses you so much...
After being rubbed and touched by the stepson, Tang Manqing's lust reached an uncontrollable edge. She couldn't help but untie Li Siping's belt, took off his pants, and quickly liberated the cock that he had been thinking about day and night. Then she held it tightly, turned around and leaned against the wall while stroking it, holding the cock to the buttocks that had just been taken off by the stepson. She turned around and said with a pleading look: Good son, come and fuck me...
Li Siping didn't tease much. He knew that his stepmother had endured it very hard, so he lifted the hem of his stepmother's cheongsam and took off his underwear to the bend of his legs. His penis followed the source of damp heat and went into the roots without any ambiguity.
Ah! Tang Manqing moaned loudly, and then there was no sound. The stepson's hot and hot cock seemed to have magic power. It suddenly put her into a wonderful realm. There was no self, no sound, no picture, only endless warmth and fatigue, which made her unwilling to wake up, just want to immerse herself in it.
But the storm still came unexpectedly. The stepson behind her brought her back to the world in an instant with violent thrusting. The strong desire floated between the two of them, between their genitals and words. The violent pleasure was as expected, but it was unique and came.
Good brother... big cock... dad... real son... brother... Tang Manqing was fucked by her stepson. She clamped her legs tightly. She felt the thick and hardness of her stepson's cock. Her high heels seemed to be unable to bear the burden of her body. She kicked her to the side, but she just tiptoed and tightened her calves, and then fucked her almost over and over again.
Feeling the stepmother's unique buttocks, Li Siping poured all the lovesickness and pity that had been around for many days on her stepmother's body, using words, hands, and cock, constantly increasing the pleasure she brought to her.
Cheongsam was untied, underwear was taken off and thrown aside. Her plump breasts were exposed to the air blown slightly by the air conditioner. Her hot skin was a little red. Her two thick nipples were pinched hard by her stepson. Her buttocks were even numb. Tang Manqing was immersed in the endless pleasure, with only meaningless moans left in her mouth, and she could no longer say meaningful words.
Ah…Ah…Woooo… OK…
The long-dry field ushered in a refreshing rainstorm. The sweat flowing wildly was like a rushing stream in spring, wet the cheongsam wrapped around the waist, and combined with the juiced liquid, flowing down the plump and white thighs, and a puddle flowed out on the flesh-colored thong. It was lewd, but beautiful.
The violent orgasm came as promised, Tang Manqing's vagina contracted violently, and the strong grip made Li Siping almost unable to control himself. Fortunately, he had already been through many battles. Before he came, Ling Baibing had a blowjob in the first class cabin to relieve the fire. Li Siping resisted the strong sense of ejaculation, hugged his stepmother's soft body and came to the bed, continuing the next round of fighting
He took off his clothes and pants, removed all the clothes on his stepmother's body, hugged the body that he had been thinking about for a long time, and inserted his firm cock into his slutty vagina after orgasm, slowly thrusting it into his slow thrust pussy after orgasm.
Aunt Qing…
Good son... Tang Manqing came back from the confused climax, felt his stepson's thrust and fucking, and said: Still so hard, you really want to fuck Auntie to death...
Do you don’t like it? Li Siping’s tone was full of jokes, thinking that women are really like that. They obviously love them so much, but they don’t admit it. Why bother?
Like... Tang Manqing Mèi smiled and gave a kiss, hugged her stepson's neck tightly, and said in a whisper: Auntie likes her good son's big cock, hard and thick, making trouble in her little pussy, as if she had to hit someone's heart every time...
Good son, good brother...oh...so comfortable...
Li Siping carried the stepmother's plump legs on her shoulders and accelerated the pace of thrusting again. He wanted to end the battle as soon as possible, because there was a woman in the other bedroom and was about to come out of the bathroom.
But he didn't know that when he was sweating profusely, the door handle turned gently, the door slightly opened a gap, and then closed it, as if nothing had happened...
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